Friday, March 26, 2010

Original Poetry: Persephone Dreaming

Eyes closed gently, asleep
egg yolk colored flowers dancing in the sunlight
spring leaves yawn forth in rich soil
Sky as blue as country houses on rolling hills of clouds
Robin Red-Breast
Sings a song as sweet as Orpheus sings
The air is warm; wraps us in optimism
The daughter dreams her return
winter becomes a memory.

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