Waiting For The Morning
Under the cotton sheets
Face hiding ~
Beneath soft fabric shadow ~
Body contained
Sleepless mind traveling
Beneath soft fabric dreams.
Under the cotton sheets
Soul finds refuge ~
Beneath soft fabric shadow ~
Heart in restraints
Set free in dreams
Beneath soft fabric window.
Under the cotton sheets
Lost soul found love ~
Beneath soft fabric memories ~
Tamed Heart awake
Waiting for the morning
Beneath soft fabric dawn.
Wake up sleepy head, there is a big colorful world out there, time to hit the bricks, although the lure of the soft sheets and dreamy thoughts could delay my ventures…I’m afraid I never daly too long in their comforts…it’s ON TO THE WORLD and beauty to discover, I might miss somethin’…
Have a wonderful day…
sharon
PM00000030000004231 10, 2007 at 12:00 pm07
I’m with Sharon! Start walking! Look how beautiful the day is becoming ~ outside! Breathe it in!
PM00000030000000331 10, 2007 at 12:00 pm07
But there are times when we need to wait for things to ripen, to mellow. Morning would be sunnier then if we would.
For patience is a vertue, too.
I wish you well.
~ Jeques
PM00000040000004231 10, 2007 at 12:00 pm07
Very interesting Jeques. This work has a lovely light feel to it. The photo is spectacular! Thanks for sharing. Hugs, G
PM00000080000003931 10, 2007 at 12:00 pm07
Really your words are fantastic.
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AM00000090000002931 10, 2007 at 12:00 am07
jeques, sad poem as it is. mellow, yeah thats right. but i like the way you arrange this poem on its sensible repetition of lines. i could imagine how great is the pain that this (imaginary character) thinking. thinking of something that makes his/her heart restless.
PM00000090000003630 10, 2007 at 12:00 pm09