I lament at your absence
Smile and rejoice at your being here
This realm of imagination
Wild beings and thoughts.
Loves that pass before my eyes
The children of dreams
Coalescent mirages drape the skies
Where we can write as thoughts flow
Never forget my love for you
You that give the words to me
There in a special place you reside
I built you a garden of perfection
We sit and talk as hours fly
Creatures visit us and some friends die
But we are eternal in our words
Here in this ethereal dream home
Don't stay away in your present form
Talk to me in words that make my dreams
Hold me in arms of myths of old
Warm me with a dragons breath
I love you, you creatures of write
The places we make and build
Come walk with me, your thoughts prevail
We are eternal in our form even now.
Comments
You are defintely finding your voice.
You have removed the disjointed 'list' feel of other works. My reading, hope it helps.
http://vocaroo.com/i/s1ol3vVO6P5e
Jess
Thank you for your recording of this one, it was posted near as written, just thinking aloud about our place here that takes us to everywhere.
I hope that you are doing well in your day to day things, I told you a while back that what you do will go on for ever now you talk the words they are eternal.
Thank you friend and take care of you, as always Ian.T
beautifully written
It fits the title and I love the flow of words that you have chosen.Thank you for sharing.
Alid
Alid
This was written basically for all the ones I know on site or the ones I meet, I am glad that you liked it, many thanks,
Yours Ian.T
most definately a classical poet
some poets cannot find such variation of classical writing but its epochal to the masters and apprentice
Emeka
My education throughout the years has been through my own reading and researching others words, being jogged by the books I have also helps.
For many years I have leaned toward the Spiritual side which opens up the universe.
Thank you for your visit, Yours Ian.T
Ian
The poem is wonderful. I especially liked the following lines:-
Coalescent mirages drape the skies
Where we can write as thoughts flow
Hold me in arms of myths of old
Warm me with a dragons breath
Regards,
raj
there held in all the things you see and the reasoning of a free mind is the blocks for building poetry and stories never ending. I am blessed that I can sit here and let them flow through me.
Good to have you visit my thoughts again,
Yours Ian.T
Hello lan.T
Very nice poem of a treasure of or delve into .
Best regards
Pattra
Pattra
I spent many years in Africa and they spoke Afrikaans, so the Dutch language is familiar to me, also Amsterdam and a few other places in Europe, I will always treasure the friendly people I have met there.
This poem is about us as poets and people and how I feel toward the people I meet, just a thought flow, I get a little sentimental sometimes, other times I become unbearable lol.
Thanks for your visit and I look forward to more of your work,
Yours Ian.T