Dew drops of sunlight hum on sills
As Mother Nature trails, to flow,
Yearning for hours of her laced glow
Dreams swirl in times of enchanting thrill.
Rare like my inspired mind for life's refill
Effervescent aisles run where blue lilacs grow;
And to saunter in new worlds I'll never know
My, freely riding with tassels of wind, mellowed.
Weightless then, I tiptoe on sand
One to wonder on her strips of gold.
Naming each leaf that curls up to rest
Dressed in fabric of glossy strands;
Ever gracious, earth’s harvest brims twofold
Reeling, I am fed by musings' honeyed fest!
*Acrostic and Italian Sonnet
You Are My Inspiration Contest of Patricia Ellis
By nette onclaud