Email Poem

Your IP Address: 18.216.69.239

Your Email Address:

To Email Address:

Subject

Personal Note:

Poem Title:

Poem

Lying alone on a freshly mown lawn
Green as emeralds and warm from
The autumn sun flickering daintily 
Through the flecks of mystery dust
Welcoming my form into the folds
Of its tender tendrils of loving blades
Whispering sentiments of prayers
Across my praising form which lays
Awaiting the moment when one
Gently floating cloud will turn from
A silver ball of bleached cotton
To something I can choose as my own
A soldier surrendering to Lee
Or some majestic Eagle reaching down
To cast a shadow across the earth
Possibly a stallion, bleeding pride
And vengeance for the loss of its freedom

There are so many shapes arising 
From the azure skies, in silhouettes
Of softest veils, capturing hearts
Wooing spirits with the reveries
Encouraged and inspired by the drifting
Shadows of melancholy wisdom
God’s paintbrush misting the firmament
With pretty pictures that resemble
Truth, tantalizing dreams and freedom

Sweet sensations in hues of washed-out
Threads, strands that breathe kindness
And pursue compassion the way my mind
Chases after some dream I’ve lost in waking
A soothing pursuit for feelings of grace

God has blessed me with many cloudless days
But when he chooses to, he commends the heavens
With images of delicate celebration, worship
From the sanctity of heartfelt scenes in nature

Marshmallow puffs of phenomenal glory
Dancing hope through the one who sees
The images inspired by these blessed vapors







STRAND COMPLETELY NEW (19) ,any form,any theme Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand
August 9, 2020

CAPTCHA Preview

Type the characters you see in the picture

Required