Suddenly,
Something comes
Of what wasn’t before
And a life is portrayed
From an empty canvas
The brush weaves a magic
Unknown today
It weaves a desire
Of affected dismay
Dismay that is lost
In the brightest surround
Allowing for miracles
Yet to be found
In what was seen
As a darkened forlorn
A character (charming)
Yet, oh so torn
That the weaving design
Of life turned on its head
Becomes interwoven
With what lies in stead
And what lies in stead
Becomes centre stage
Building compassion
Through a newly found age
Of chance and desire
Design and appeal
The way forward awakened
To the love one can feel.
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With my head in the sky and my wings in the air, I try to spend my spare time at the footy (AFL in Australia) Go Pies! – and valuable hours with family and friends. Otherwise I’ll have pen in hand and notebook at the ready for those insightful snippets that dream up a poem.
I contribute to Cosmofunnel where you’ll find a guided universe of poetry and art.
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Great post 🙂
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