A river of stars
a bed of roses still in bud
we're but water lilies
learning to be rainbows
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The imagery of this work is rich and vivid. Very imaginative and creative; a wide palette of intriguing visuals. Thank you!
I like this stanza: Waiting for its roots to cleave Cut a blade of green corn But I'm like a phoenix born Without any feathers Looking lost, mystified back at you. a mystic, seducing poem- voted 10.
A beautiful poem Mark.Congratulations on being member of the day Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
I am like a phoenix born without feathers Great imagery and a pleasure to read. Congrats on the member Poem of the Day.
Congrats on poem of the day! What flowing imagery. The writing starts out beautiful and free and then closes in on choking quicksand. The idea of quicksand filling the chambers of the sky...filling my life....I no longer remember, how once I could cry... very sad. Well done. Thanks for sharing.
Thank you, Pamela for this lovely comment it is much appreciated.
A beautiful poem, very well penned............................................
He's filled life, my lungs I no longer Remember, how once I could cry........good love poem- -10
I long to kiss the earth Be one day returned to the dust The smoke that engines a star To glow red and orange I long to be another solitary seed.- - - - -A deep passion for creation- - - - - - A wonderful poem, thanks for sharing.Congrats for being Poet of the Day.
This poem reminds me of the song BED OF ROSES popularized by BON JOVI...... Congrats on being selected for the day...
A fantastic poem, Mark! Congratulations for having it chosen as poem of the day!
Has a surreal visual power to it- I can almost see a painting of rivers made out of stars and beds made out of roses and of course those Roses on fire. Great sense of place and imagination….enjoyed!