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Showing posts with label perfect poet award. Show all posts
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Wednesday, 28 September 2011

A Magical Mystery Tour


A Magical Mystery Tour 



A magical mirage lives inside my head 
A place serene,green a proper homestead,
A babbling brook saunters along. 
Running over rocks creating  it's song ,
The air oozes freshness and perfume 
from blossoms so sweet, 
Where song birds sing their melodies 
tweet tweet tweet

A magical mirage lives inside my head 
A house so perfect not fashion led, 
A picket fence surrounds the lawn, 
Where the sun rises at the crack of dawn 
Puppies leap and the chickens cluck, 
Butterflies flutter and run amock to the rap 
cluck cluck cluck.

A magical mirage lives inside my head 
A comforting ,soft, protective, huge bed, 
Velvets and silks adorn our room, 
Love and serenity the only things that loom
Where you and I lovingly embrace, 
Under a mystical moon as we lie face to face, 
Hearts together in sync beating, 
boom boom boom 

This magical mystery tour you have taken 
Is in my head don't be mistaken, 
For if there was a heaven on earth,
For me to live there, would be my rebirth,
And if this wish was ever granted, 
 This is what would be forever chanted 
I should be so lucky, 
lucky, lucky, lucky . 


Submitted to :  IN TANDEM where art and pictures are used as the prompts check it out for more interpretations of this piece of Art 


Monday, 27 June 2011

Sanctuary

Sanctuary

Floral heady scents waft in my head, 
Slowly up to my sanctuary I tread, 
As I enter my meditation  place,
A feeling of peace caresses my face. 
The candlelit scene calms my soul,
Escaping from life, in societies fish bowl.
I submerge my self in my scented elixir,
Craving the feeling of soft downy cashmere 
I anoint my body in luxurious potions, 
Then gently massage with expensive lotions.
As warm steam embraces my being, 
The worries and woes of the day begin thinning. 
Cleansed both in spirit, soul and mind 
As with the bath water the days demons left behind. 
For this self indulgent vanity,
Is the saviour for my sanity!










Many thanks for the award I'm delighted to accept it
I would like to nominate Ice queen http://myfrozenworld.wordpress.com/2011/07/01/my-journey-to-life/

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