Notes About The Poem
Written: June 20, 2023
Writing Challenge - F Words - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Constance La France
Fabulousness - First Place Contest Winner
Quote: True intelligence requires fabulous imagination. Ian Mcewan
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In a realm of dulcet dreams, a tale unfurls,
Where fleeting moments dance with the sublime,
A fugacious world where time swiftly swirls,
And fabulousness transcends the paradigm.
Amidst the quintessential meadow green,
Where propinquity weaves its tender thread,
A susurrous symphony of whispers keen
Guiding souls to where bucolic dreams are spread
The cynosure of these demes is divine.
A solitary tree with branches vast,
Its leaves are gossamer, delicate, and fine.
A sanctuary where demure hearts find solace at last.
From its boughs, an elixir drips and sings.
A tincture of nature's sweetest essence,
An elixir that heals and renews all things,
A harbinger of peace and quintessential presence.
With each sip, pyrrhic fruition is won.
As burdens are shed and troubles are eased,
The soul is uplifted, the spirit is spun,
In this sanctuary, worries are appeased.
Whispers of the bucolic breeze parade,
Through fields of wildflowers and sun-kissed air,
Nature's symphony, the sweet serenade
A melody that bears hearts out of despair.
As the sun sets on this magical scene,
The demesne was bathed in hues of gold and red.
The elixir power, forever serene,
Leaving a lingering bliss, a memory that never fades.
Whispers of the bucolic breeze remain.
In the hearts of those who dare to believe,
In the power of nature's gentle refrain,
And the magic it can weave.
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