Gathering Me


Blue fields find you here with me,
running, wildflowers through our feet,
freely falling into love, delicate petals
gently dance enormous memories of us
into your arms, where I am gathered again.




Poetry by ardent.March
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Written on 2007-04-17 at 07:16

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F.i.in.e Moods The PoetBay support member heart!
that kind of love definitely lifts and reorganizes our days eh :) the descriptions make me think of a sunny july afternoon spent frollicking through a clearing and just feeling good to be alive (a bit like "the sound of music" movie :) ) ... a liberating effect and total comfort comes to me with your words here... your poetry is so lovely... :) *hugs* xx
2007-04-23


Rob Graber
This has not only great imagery, but a great sound--line 1 above all, to my ear!
2007-04-17