Dreams dreamed in the dark of night
change form and substance by the light of day
dreams dreamed in dazzling daylight lose themselves in the hush of the midnight hour.
The rose turns to black when the deepest
set of night closes over its red flushed petals, changing substance into shadow.
Assuming the rose survives the night
will daylight redefine its scented, velvet texture.
Have a wonderful weekend everyone...a snowy one for many of my American friends. :))
Love,
11 comments:
wow. that was really good. love the flow of it...live on rose...the sunrise is coming...great 55.
mine is up!
Redefine? Never. warm the sight and scent of it? Always. Very nicely done Eaton, very much so.
Beautifully done.
You'll find mine here.
I'll be walking away from this with a lot of great imagery floating in my head. You asked G-Man about snow. Where I live we just had three major snowstorms in one week. This is not the norm.
I’m up right HERE
Ambitions realized and success are all based on dreams. Do not underestimate them
such a lovely 55, a wonderful way to start a lovers weekend... thanks for this i am glad i stopped by
Thank God for the Morning eh Eaton?
Excellent 55 My dear!
Thank you so much for this beautiful work of Art.
You Rock The Land Down Under Baby!
Have a Kick Ass Week-End...G-Daddy!
Dreams indeed change..I've found thoughts grew alarming in the dark but dissipated with the dawn. I like this piece with the rose- really lovely and thought provoking-
Have a great weekend Eaton-
This is very beautiful... and dreamy.
Wonderful 55!! Gorgeous work!!
Lynn
amazing poetry!
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