| Posted at 02:24 AM on February 06, 2010 |
Yes, it is raining again. I think I am deciding to stop posting my poetry here. I will think about it. Hmm. That might make this a common instead of an uncommon blog...could be.
Her hands held rose petals
that floated from her
wherever she walked
like scented butterflies
awakening
enligtening
enchanting
She wore gold bangles
around her wrists,
and silver bells
around her ankles
that played melodies
as she walked
through forests and meadows
and steely city streets
A soft grey elephant
followed her everywhere
She fed it gummy bears
and caressed its big flapping ears
and it gazed at her
with lovestruck eyes
Small fat children
ran after her laughing
and she laughed back
and that was the way
of her beautiful beautiful life.
(well...maybe tomorrow I will stop writing poety & prose here...)
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Dick says...
I know that lady.
Don't leave us only in prose.
We need the rose.
The gummy bears can go though.
I'm feeling very elephant today.
ruthie castro says...
Indira I really like this one it is light and magical I wish I were this child ! Here is one for you to read enjoy!
Oh my sweet child
this is one of my published poems....bye! P.S. don't stop writing poetry, cuz you rock at it. Love you!!!!
