Field Of Dreams
8 June, 2005
Author: Juzjon
While walking through a field today, I tripped upon a rock of gray, then struck my head upon that stone where I blacked out there all alone. A dream soon took me to a place, a crisp clear vision of your face, your blue eyes shoned their loving glow, your golden hair was let to flow, upon bare shoulders naturally, as it cascaded down on me. |
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Comments on this poem/writing:
Meridian (172.161.156.198) -- Thursday, June 9 2005, 09:22 pm I like the z in your name with the slang! Neat-o! I haven't quite read a poem like yours, (at least I don't think I have) where the rhyming is in the sentence, forming mini paragraphs! Now that's what I call an expert at poetry! You've got the power! In english, I mean this was an astonishing, good poem! |
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