RE: Can I just say, and I'm just being honest...
August 24, 2016 at 11:20 pm
(This post was last modified: August 25, 2016 at 6:27 am by Edwardo Piet.)
(August 24, 2016 at 10:05 pm)Losty Wrote: Can I just say
In my garden there are gnomes and angels
there are trolls and gargoyles
there's a demon or two.
Beds of poppies growing, no one taller than another
there are fluffy little bunnies
and of course there's always you.
Running, playing, falling
singing, laughing, weeping
days go by uncounted and the night time's just the same.
Everyone is welcome
no one cast away
still most who show up leave out the way they came.
Seasons come and seasons go
but my garden's always spinning
the one thing you can count on is the ever falling rain.
Yellow ovals, oblong blues, little white drops
distorting my vision and clouding my ambitions
but blocking out the pain.
In my garden there are lush green paths
there are dense thorny thickets
but I know my through.
Lovely little water lilies
evergreen ivies climbing trees
and then of course there's always you.
Swing with me a while
we can listen to the birds call
we can keep each other warm.
Swing with me forever
we can count up every flower
we can weather every storm.
I wake up in a good mood with a a big grin on my face. I read this and I almost cry at how beautiful it is. Holding back the tears of silly turtley sentimentality: This was nice to wake up to.
This was beautiful. Incredible, wow.
Truly beautfiul.
Here's me thinking my visualization is next to nonexistent, and you put beautiful colorful picturesque poetry in my brain. You give sight to my near blind mind's eye.
Poetic brilliance. You amazing kitticorn writer.
P.S. I love you.