Tuesday, January 8, 2013

Familiar Smile.

No silent kisses for me
No perpetual dismay here
This void is filled with mesmerism
Of mature beliefs and warmth of the winter sun
I love sunshine, today
The silly shadow art that we make
I love the kiss on the forehead
Because this is mesmerism
And because its a wonderful world
So again, no perpetual dismay
As now is the time
To paint the white roses red,
Just how Alice suggests
To be the love more than I can take
And to flash the familiar, buoyant smile
Beneath this gorgeous white crust
Erasing all the ugly things said
And the thick dark rust.
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6 comments:

  1. I love sunshine today are such magical words!

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    1. Mercury is dipping incessantly here. Sunshine is the only rescuer...of course heaters are too. :D

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  2. Good wordplay in your poem ... loved it :)

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  3. It's an elegant poem.
    Loved the lines, "As now is the time, To paint the white roses red".
    They have a certain something which came out very nicely!

    Cheers!

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    1. Real life inspirations do have this sweet impeccable charm.

      Thank you so much sweetheart! :)

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