On the grass wet with drizzles, I lay
Watching the white clouds floating high..
With a mixture of shades up above, the world seemed nice
As I saw the first star peep from sky..
It was like a twinkle on a young bride's eye
Cheeks blushing with the traces of pink on sky,
As if she waits for the light to pass and go
To see her man reflecting the moonlight's glow..
With waves asound to keep him armed
The maid above is all just charmed..
A multitude of stars have teamed up now
And cuddling clouds like a dark cascade,
The visions are clear and the world seemed nice
I could see a poem, live, from where I stayed..
Author notes
"A poet looks at the world the way a man looks at a woman."
~Wallace Stevens, Opus Posthumous, 1957
A contest entry
- If You Love....Being A Poet by poet2angels.
650 points, ended July 22, 14 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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smile comes on the face
I thought of strawberry. and as the poem lines i read I see a lot more of them.
Men or women or the straw on top I really am confused
But congratulations.
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Great ending...
Wonderful imagery and word usage
TY for entering this lovely piece
Lynda
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Beautiful!
It is so obvious that you like to write and that you a r e a poet. Following lines reminds of my own feelings:
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On the grass wet with drizzles, I lay
Watching the white clouds floating high..
~ and this one:
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It was like a twinkle on a young bride's eye
Cheeks blushing with the traces of pink on sky,
As if she waits for the light to pass and go
To see her man reflecting the moonlight's glow..
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~Sonja~
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beautiful, and that quote is going in my "quote" note book .... you have really done something marvellous. taking this beautiful metaphor and transforming it into a full live butterfly!
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