flimsy legs straight road
rainy evenings atop the hills
flimsy legs dream wings
rainy evenings atop the hills
enigmatic shades and lights
wet ground dark grooves
teeming atmosphere
flimsy legs dream flying
flimsy legs dream hills
a heard of sheep, together they graze meekly
somewhere they hide a dragon, dreaming stars
flimsy legs hesitating love the dragon
love wings
love transitions
Wow! To see your movement--on earth and through and beyond it--is to see the loveliness you share. This is a most beautiful mystery poem.
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DeleteAw...this poem is like a painting. I specially love this contrasting traits of 'flimsy legs' and 'dream wings'. Beautiful.
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DeleteI'd have to second what Sumana said. This is indeed like a painting - and one can see through the yin and yang of this image and move from one element to another in search of new discoveries and wonderment. A very interesting verse.
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Thank you very much 💜
DeleteThis is so beautiful...from the dream wings to the peaceful sheep, hiding a dragon. Just wonderful!
ReplyDeleteDragons are beautiful. .. thank you 💜
DeleteDreamy, ethereal and wonderful. You have painted you a beautiful canvas, a work in progress
ReplyDeleteThanks for dropping by to read mine, Sreeja
much love...
Yep...much love💜
DeleteSreeja this is a delight to read. Transitions can be beautiful seen through the poets eyes. I love this!
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DeleteVery beautiful thanks
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DeleteVery cool Sreeja... the whole poem dances.
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