A bit of magic
lurks in daylight's rose
her blush cheeks
flush sky's
smile
goodness
lurks
through
heart's aperture
imagination clouds
roll into
third eye
cherub glee
ebbs n' flows
like the ocean's
true blue serenade
courage to trust
grey garden's
glints of gold
painted
trees'
hands
sewn in spines
stitched with dreams
in wafts of vanilla, moss and lilac
peel back life's layers
Brave soul with
constellation's freckles
your daisy crown
n' wild child nature
roam earth's
horizon
searching for stars
on earth
which twinkle
the brightest.
©Ella Wilson
I have had quite an evening! I took a lot of photos of giggling girls and cute couples dressed in their best. Oh, to be young again-nah! I don't want to force and pinch my feet in high heels or deal with teenage drama. I didn't mind being in my rags on the other side of the camera.
Comments
I liked reading this, I like to see what the prompt writer writes. You did a good job, Ella. And thank you for the nice prompt, it made for a fun write.
Your lines, "sewn in spines stitched with dreams
in wafts of vanilla, moss and lilac peel back life's layers" intrigued me, especially the pealing back of those layers of life.
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lovely piece, gracias for sharing
Lots of love
xoxo
Constellation's freckles - I can relate.
Magical poem, Ella!
Prom night?