Writing In Daydreams

Glass outlined in wood trim...
                                     A powder blue background pours down the rim...

                                    I make words from passing clouds with my fingers...
                                         Each letter tickles the tree tops and lingers...

                           The rising chimney smoke underlines my thoughts with care...
                       Catch my poem in the sky before the day goes and becomes bare...

                                             The moon will soon erase my thoughts...
                                    Till another day when my daydreams can be caught...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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November 16, 2011 at 1:03 AM
you just make me want to come out and catch your poem in the sky, Michael! great poem >,<
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November 15, 2011 at 8:09 PM
words of exquisite beauty and feel like I am on the daydream excursion with u Michael luv.. a special delight of fantasy and reality combined luv.. your J.G. in intoxicated by your words mode..xoxoxoxo..
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November 13, 2011 at 10:08 AM
A very creative and beautiful analogue poem... The chimney smoke underlines your thought, God! only you would come up with that words... Dinda :)
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November 12, 2011 at 11:13 PM
It is just awesome that I get to read your daydreams early in the morning, while the rain is pouring down outside.. Stunning piece MJF!! ;o) love Wilma
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November 12, 2011 at 9:53 PM
Now this is fantastic... and makes me say look out... and snap out of it... lol..unless you are dreaming about them butterflies..p.d.
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November 12, 2011 at 9:17 PM
wow, michael , for pure imagination, this one goes to faves. What a unique way to express the writing of poetry.
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November 12, 2011 at 4:02 PM
* “Signaturistic Becomes Your Beautiful Words * My Dear Precious Sweet Michael * Amid The Gently Pleasant Pastel Hues Found In Your Priceless Hearts Poetic Verse * I Too Can Find The Ability to Lose Certain Moments Atop The Dime Which Turns, Yet * Should Love Rule Our Spirit & Focus Amid Determination Our Steps * Though We May Sometimes Stumble to Sway * At The End of The Day * The End of It All * Tis A Bed of Roses * We Shall Evermore Hold * Love Your Beautiful Poetry * Luv Always * Sarah.” *
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November 12, 2011 at 1:32 PM
Enjoyed reading your poem and yes daydreams can produce many writes. Love the last two lines for how many of us lose our thoughts and I like how you stated it--the moon will erase my thoughts--- wonderful love phyl
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November 12, 2011 at 1:50 PM
Thanks Phyllis, its always so cool when someone really gets the write... thanks hun.. luv Michael
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