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My Hand Danced In Sundust

I used to be an impenetrable fort,
A castle with walls so high
That no one could enter them.
     Sometimes I sat at the windows
     Looking down over people,
     Strange and far away.
          That day you shook the gate,
          Looking for a golden key,
          But I didn't give.
               You brought your spear,
               Your Unicorn of love,
               Your golden hair and singing voice...
          And in that instant the outside of me
          crumbled as if I were Jericho,
          my walls simply fell away.
     You looked deep inside me
     with clarity and innocence,
     as my hand danced in sundust,
and reached for you to save me
with a smile white and warm,
and bring me to the outside.

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April 4, 2017
Copyright © Darren White
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Marie Avatar
April 9, 2017 at 4:51 PM
This is breathtaking Darren:) A fairytale for the 21st. century flowing with Hope and Love. So inspiring with loving sentiments that deeply touch the soul. 'You are the sun' in every beautiful word you write and share Darren...thank you:) This is exceptional writing. a fave, 7+ lynnxxx
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May 12, 2017 at 1:26 PM
Oh Lynn, I only now see your comment, sorry! Thank you sooo much, also for fave and 7 :)
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April 5, 2017 at 8:42 AM
I guess if there is stardust sun dust must also exist.. this is perfect!
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April 5, 2017 at 8:49 AM
Richard, thank you so much, yesm sundust exists, I am here on my back, watching those little coloured specks dance :)
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April 5, 2017 at 5:18 AM
Oh Darren. Good Morning. This is beautiful beyond words not to mention poetic without saying. May the poetic wand and gods be with you always. I actually read the entry three times to soak in her beauty. Excuse me your words of beauty. Well done entirely.
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April 5, 2017 at 8:48 AM
Good morning Lisa :) Thank you for your beautiful words, I love the "poetic wand"!
Wolf Avatar
April 4, 2017 at 11:08 PM
Very nicely done, Duir! Love your work bro.
White Avatar
April 5, 2017 at 12:08 AM
Hey there Budgie! Good to see you, and thanks <3
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April 4, 2017 at 10:00 PM
So lovely! Great images!
White Avatar
April 5, 2017 at 12:07 AM
Thanks so much Kim, for your always kind words :)
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April 4, 2017 at 9:47 PM
I really liked the image of the high impregnable walls you put around yourself and then the freeing power of love. It's beautifully done :) Amitiés
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April 5, 2017 at 12:07 AM
Thank you, yes, it can feel that way, can't it? :)
Vinson Avatar
April 4, 2017 at 7:36 PM
Part of a beautiful process, Darren. : ) I love the title.
White Avatar
April 5, 2017 at 12:07 AM
Heh, good, thanks Doug :)
Ella Avatar
April 4, 2017 at 5:53 PM
A beautiful poem Darren with all the elements of hope and love <3 <3 <3
White Avatar
April 5, 2017 at 12:06 AM
Thanks Sara <3 :)
Stewart Avatar
April 4, 2017 at 3:21 PM
that was beautiful!
White Avatar
April 5, 2017 at 12:06 AM
Hi Jaymi! Thank you so very much, i am happy you like this :)
Sands Avatar
April 4, 2017 at 2:07 PM
This is so nice Darren. I love it :)
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April 4, 2017 at 2:09 PM
Thank you so much Heidi, I am glad you like it :)
Green Avatar
April 4, 2017 at 1:27 PM
This was pure magic my friend. So soft and alluring, this is one that takes the readers breath away. You are so very talented and this one right here may be my all time favorite from you. Bravo Darren.
White Avatar
April 4, 2017 at 1:32 PM
Ohhhh, honestly? Thank you! I am so happy I had this one written already, for days like this one, where I couldn't find a word of poetry inside :)
Smith Avatar
April 4, 2017 at 1:27 PM
So very beautiful.
White Avatar
April 4, 2017 at 1:30 PM
Thanks Tim, so good that I had a few poems up my sleeve, for moments where I absolutely can't find the energy to write :) Glad you like it!
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