Yesterday . .
as if in a dream I flew,
like a wayward Autumn leaf
from the highest tree top
to the ends of my dream .. ..
into the long gray sea I dived . . .
where the salt rubbed my wounds,
making tears
from my eyes . . . to stream . .
like pearls . . .
and they shine as beacons
from the blackest caves . .
like throbbing hearts . . .
or streams of thought ..
beneath the waves of brine . .
I hear a melody
a song sung so tenderly . .
as a cry into the abyss . .
beneath my feet . ..
like a sentimental kiss
my heart is warmed
by this lullaby . .
sung by an angel of the deep
a mermaid
with webbing on her precious feet . . .
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2 comments:
Wonderful... calls to beturned into a song.
Love and hugs
Frank
Ah . . thank you, Frank!
I always love to hear from you . . you put a smile on my face!
Hugs and love back . .
- Barb
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