Blue Meadow Allowing

..

.

.

Blue moon

cocoon

FULL

tightening

burgeoning

fruiting

heart

.

Lips glossy

with

urgent whispering

and

wishing               wells

of childish

yearning                         eyes

full

crystal

caves

ever deepening

ever widening

infinitely

flowing                tunnels

to

full

splendid

flowering

and

blue meadow allowing

Published by The Silver Poet

I AM a little spark in the sea of conscious awareness. I am passionate about bringing the concept of freedom of expression into the forefront of our one mind and a keen awareness of personal power to the hearts of little children everywhere. I exist to express!

23 thoughts on “Blue Meadow Allowing

  1. ‘yearning eyes full, crystal caves ever deepening ever widening, infinitely….flowing tunnels to full splendid flowering…….’ Powerful allusion to the moon and metaphorically beautiful.

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  2. This poem gives hope that everything in life reaching a stage of blossoming, I also notice the way you wrote the poem gives it an arrow of destiny, pointing upwards

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