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Calls To The Meadow

Yellow tips of comfort     
eye a corner of my sky   
    
Should be  holding on   
soft skin caresses of sun   
coming round once again   
    
Dipped toes in quiet waters   
drenched afternoon delight   
swans sit still  watching   
stallions  running home   
    
Honeydew dreams  drifting   
arms wrapped    all around   
wild visions flap in the breeze   
    
Listen   calls to the meadow   
come to me and fill her need

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 7/22/2017 2:57:00 PM
- A beautiful poem, Tim :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
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Date: 7/22/2017 11:59:00 AM
this is an example of painting gorgeous imagery, Tim. I love it!
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Date: 7/22/2017 10:30:00 AM
Soft skin caresses of sun. What a brilliant line my friend. Beautiful.
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Date: 7/22/2017 8:27:00 AM
Hello Tim, Another FAVE in my book here!! The palpable nature of your imagery and words speak powerfully to "Calls To The Meadow." Enjoyed this one too!! Cheers and Best, Gary
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Date: 7/22/2017 1:04:00 AM
Lovely poem, Tim:)
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Date: 7/21/2017 7:25:00 PM
Those honeydew dreams sound interesting.
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Date: 7/21/2017 6:25:00 PM
Beautiful write Tim..
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Date: 7/21/2017 6:02:00 PM
beautiful and tranquil Tim I like the honeydew dreams drifting image:-) hugs Jan xx
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Date: 7/21/2017 5:22:00 PM
So many nice lines in this Tim. Another favorite. Just excellent and peaceful :)
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