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 Jul 2015
beth fwoah dream
stars, the softest
prints, the watercolours
of the night, washed
in a rich green sea,
shining like prisms,
forgetful as the shadows of the moon
bold, restful bridge of the tide.
 Jul 2015
beth fwoah dream
dance sweet Belle,
i can see you in the shadows
all laughter and bluebells.
 Jul 2015
beth fwoah dream
petals of the wind,
like lilies unfolding
in the water.
 Jul 2015
beth fwoah dream
this is the moon's
quiet rose, the unfolding
of the clouds, tranquility
resting her head,
the beautiful sea.
 Jul 2015
niamh
Elbow deep in soil
I place my fingers on earth's wrist
And feel the pulse of nature
As it hums in my blood
And vibrates my bones
 Jul 2015
beth fwoah dream
cave of wonder,
the black ivies of the sea,
the moon-shadows of
the shore.
 Jul 2015
beth fwoah dream
the water carves its caves
out of the black rock,
little turrets of the wind
walking the battlements
of the sea's dark fortress.
 Jul 2015
beth fwoah dream
the sea murmurs of moonstones
and loneliness, every breath
the drowning dark,
every leaf of its emerald
tree, a whisper, a cry of
sorrow, a silver dream.
 Jul 2015
Chris
~
I found poems in my heart
*all written for you
 Jul 2015
beth fwoah dream
guardian,
citadel of the rocks
sea-empress
sea jade
soft conjurer.
 Mar 2015
MereCat
Sad pasta
Is an affliction I suffer from
Because really
My pasta isn’t so sad
I just imprint myself upon it
Written from the voice of a character of mine
 Mar 2015
Chris
Are morning glories sad
because they've never seen the moon?
 Mar 2015
K Balachandran
He saw her completely vanishing
from his reality,
but in disguises gatecrashing
in to his poetry.
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