Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Sunday, May 25, 2025

Take the Ribbon from my hair

 The weather near perfect,

as the sun was beating down,

and the stillness of the morning 

a scene from natures rounds.


I sat there watching 

as the stream trickled over the rock

and I thought about the moments 

that through my soul talked. 


I wanted to share 

this moment of bliss

if only to share with you

just one sweet kiss. 


The rooster sprawled 

bathing in the sun, 

and a tear drop fell 

as this day dream was done. 


Good bye morning 

take the sorrow away

and leave with me the story

for another day. 


~

The songs that make a moment,

the story that has yet to be told, 

from the magic of sweet love 

that has and everlasting hold. 


Emotions run deep

I wonder where you are, 

as I gaze upon the night sky

looking at that special star.


No more tears shall fall, 

no heart will once more break, 

as I go about loving you

day after day.





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