Theatrical Attraction

Curtains drawn drawing me in
past trinkets left as mementoes
reaching for stars and moments
filled with honeydew kisses
keepsakes kept inside 

Sugared apple blossom scents 
fill the void nowhere left to hide
scarlet petals wrapped in wonder
float atop the steamy waters
of a long lost one act play

Reflection of sated imperfection
staring into an open invitation
robes dropped but fearing a
cold shoulder  a twist of fate
a simple smile can sedate

Pockets full of daisies held
the journey into futures
untold  whispers in the breeze
putting a worried mind at ease
reliving a childhood dream
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Devonshire Avatar
February 3, 2017 at 1:03 PM
Thank you for allowing us to join you in this beautiful dream, Tim. The poem recalls the works of the British Romantic Period when some of the best poetry was written. Excellent!
Wolf Avatar
February 2, 2017 at 11:45 PM
I love this, Tim! A wonderful poem mate!
Dietrich Avatar
February 2, 2017 at 6:38 PM
You have woven a very pretty poem . It's magical, Tim!
Green Avatar
February 2, 2017 at 2:29 PM
What a fresh, happy, whimsical poem about a childhood dream my friend. You have outdone yourself on this one. I really enjoyed it.
Turner Avatar
February 2, 2017 at 1:56 PM
Dreams are like wrapped presents, you have to open each one to see what's inside. Top notch, as usual, Tim:)
Chircop Avatar
February 2, 2017 at 11:21 AM
Pockets full of daises..I used to have those too.and garlands of daises...and crowns of daises.Oh sweet nostalgia.I love the scents and beauties in this romantic and sweet poem.A fave.
Smith Avatar
February 2, 2017 at 11:31 AM
I love it when the little girls wear them in their hair. My oldest daughter wore them for her first communion ...I will have to make sure my youngest does for hers. She just started Religious ed in September...thanks Charmu
White Avatar
February 2, 2017 at 11:18 AM
What a beautiful poem.... Whether real theater, or a memory.
Smith Avatar
February 2, 2017 at 11:28 AM
Thank you Darren
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