Barn Dust

Old and worn, with its weathered graying wood The old barn whispered softly to my heart Reminding me light poured through as it should Dust particles, graceful, dancing like art Silent as dawn with sunshine rays to start The feeling grew within, warm on the soul Breathing music in notes, hope to console Like a flame of vibrant hues, pure splendor Passions swaying, a waltz you can’t control Emotions stirred, sighs - blushes so tender D Forms - Dizain- Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Constance La France February 2, 2022 Chosen word for theme is DUST
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Brown Avatar
February 15, 2022 at 11:11 AM
Regina, Congratulations! on your win. Loved the poem. Blessings ~ Debra
La France Avatar
February 14, 2022 at 3:16 PM
Gina, congratulations on your Third Place win in my D Form-Dizain contest with your wonderful poem ~ Constance
Pinet Avatar
February 4, 2022 at 6:54 AM
Gina, your poem reminds me of growing up and an old barn I use to play in as a child. Thanks for stoking my memories my friend, Emile.
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February 2, 2022 at 1:51 PM
Gina, I like this poem a lot. I loved how you divided it into two segments. It works so well. Good writing! Best of luck in Constance's contest.
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