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Visions at Hand

Visions at Hand. Time was once for youthful dreams, Of designs against cerulean skies. Impressionist painters with malleable schemes, Awe abounded for childish eyes. Years churned to make hope obscure, From pie-in-the-sky ambitions. Discordant tint made rain clouds secure, As tenet gave way to society's traditions. The Rogue's Gallery hangs perception well, Hiding the innocence of a painter's flush. Gone, are the days of Raphael, As colors dim on a weathered brush. The horizon needs clouds sketched anew, As the ancient bleeds out into smears. Allow young dreamers to paint their view, And frame their hopes without old fears.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 8/6/2012 10:15:00 PM
Beautiful poem!~Tammy~
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Date: 8/6/2012 9:06:00 PM
Virginia, Congratulations with your featured poem of the week. Take care. *Luv* PD
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Date: 7/18/2012 8:15:00 AM
Congratulations on your poem making it through round one of the PoetrySoup International Poetry Contest. I wish you the best in the finals Virginia. Love, Carol
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Date: 9/1/2011 7:11:00 PM
superb words Virginia and special last stanza of power and intense .. our visions predict our desires in heart's depth ..which God promised to fulfill ...beautiful write ..
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Date: 8/17/2011 12:00:00 AM
wow, that last stanza is really amazing. I just love the message and imagery used therein! Luv, Andrea
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Date: 8/12/2011 12:37:00 PM
wonderful work....TAH
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