A single fragment flickers refraction of the suns rays penetrating attention bringing forth a thought that shapes the available molded sculptures of dimensions provocative textile of attraction solar winds shaking the universe a language coming from a source unknown Benevolence for the beloved creations inner laughter ............................................................. Silent trees are drawn in silhouettes resounding legions of the standing nation restlessly they draw out the breathe of life while water courses sound through our ears Walking through the light coloured snow inside the black blanket of night lonliness caressess the back of your heart as you wish for the moon that leads you back home I wonder often when she appears if you to are watching Blessed heart Standingdeer
[Silent trees are drawn in silhouettes resounding legions of the standing nation restlessly they draw out the breathe of life while water courses sound through our ears] That's magical. The first half of this didn't really grab me, sounds too methodical, too many harsh words. But the second half had a more gentle tone which I enjoyed more. [I wonder often when she appears, if you too are watching] - Good ending...
I agree with Kit... I had a hard time following the first half because of the ultra sharp consonants but the second half was beautiful because the words were more round in sound...Haha I made a rhyme... Just call me Dr. Seuss... I know this is totally off the subject but Dr. Seuss is cool... "There's a Wocket in My Pocket" was my personal favorite... Anyway, I liked your poem alot
They are two seperate poems thats why each grabed you in its own way. I am gald that you have once again enjoyed. Blessed day Standingdeer
