Reverie
Vintage gown wrapped around me
Sitting on a swing with tea
Rapt by the cloud's shadow shield
In the juliet rose field
Strolling towards the stable
My mare across the table
Her mane as white as bright snow
Which always makes my heart glow
Rivers with sweet flow from hills
No greed in people for bills
Suddenly I got halted
Glaring where the sound started
The loud ringing from my phone
Made me realize my zone
I wish to be in book world
Ignoring the call I twirled.
Date : 8/04/2023
Jueju-Qijue Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Emile Pinet
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