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I hear the healing water call to me
offering solid
rock a place of rest
I sit and listen to the sound of the sea
seeking the key to life's treasure chest
offering solid rock a place of rest
guiding me
through the portal of dreams
seeking the key to life's treasure chest
transcending time
all is not as it seems
guiding me through the portal of dreams
opening a world
full of vast possibility
transcending time
all is not as it seems
navigating the
stars, phenomenal visibility
opening a world full of vast possibility
close your
eyes, drift away with me
navigating the
stars, phenomenal visibility
no anchor to
hold us down, we are free
close your eyes, drift away with me
beyond the sea, wondrous indigo sky
no anchor to hold
us down, we are free
believing in
mystical dragons we can fly
beyond the sea, wondrous indigo sky
I sit and listen to the sound of the sea
believing in mystical dragons we can fly
I hear the healing water call to me
So glad you shared this serene poem with us tonight. Nice work with the form.
ReplyDeleteThanks Victoria, I wrote the draft to this when I was at shore and felt I needed to honor the day!
DeleteDrift away to the stars...
ReplyDeleteThat is wonderful, Truedessa! Close your eyes and imagine beyond the dragon.
I am closing my eyes imagining a blue planet past the milky way.
DeleteThis is so beautiful, gorgeous imagery, and an uplifting message. Sigh. Wonderful!
ReplyDeleteThanks Sherry!
DeleteI can hear a song coming along,smiles ~ I am diving in right with you Trudessa ~
ReplyDeleteThere could be a song indeed!
DeleteLovely. I believe I have seen this form of poetry before, but for the life of me I can't think of its name. Well written. The words and lines flowed effortlessly.
ReplyDeleteThe form is called a Pantoum
DeleteOh my goodness! Such a beautiful form this is and you have executed it to perfection!!
ReplyDeletethank you Sanaa for your lovely comment
DeleteTerrific poem; strong message; perfect fit to the form; one of your best, I think. You know me, I'm always poised for a dragon ride.
ReplyDeleteAh yes, I think we both enjoy the dragon spirit.
DeleteThis is such a lyrical poem..great use of the form.
ReplyDeleteThanks, a tune does seems to come to mind
DeleteI do love the thought of that wonderful power of water... Maybe sometimes I feel like an old rock on the shore.
ReplyDeleteSometimes we are the rock and sometimes we are the waterand perhaps, the sky on days when we want to fly
Deleteno anchor to hold us down, we are free
ReplyDeletebelieving in mystical dragons we can fly
Powerful lines True! Gives a lot of hopes to what one aspires to do.
Hank
We all need hope and to believe in our dreams
DeleteLet the imagination flow and off on a dragon one may surely go.
ReplyDeleteThat one can do, imagination can take us to many places of the heart.
DeleteThere is something about the sea... something that draws...
ReplyDeleteAnna :o]
I totally agree the mystery of the sea calls the human spirit.
DeleteThat's a tricky form to use, but you make it look easy! Lovely peaceful poem.
ReplyDeleteThank you!
Deletelove the bit of fantasy in this. Beautiful use of form.
ReplyDeleteThank you Bryan - I do enjoy a bit of fantasy
DeleteAll the dreams we dream listening to water lap against rocks. Lovely.
ReplyDeleteWithout dreams life would be empty.
DeleteLovely poem and lovely form. The dreaming while listening to the water and watching the stars...
ReplyDeleteThank you Toni ~ a daydream into another realm as the waters sing gently in the backdrop.
DeleteI am a lover of the sea -- the ocean -- so I'm right there with you drifting in the waves and looking out for that mystical dragon! :)
ReplyDeleteThat mystical dragon is only a wish away...
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