a wee tiny stone
filled with enchantment
muttering loudly
destracting the dreamer
a million drops of time
gathered in a parable
cloistered in a jewel
thirsty for water
dry desert sand
shores of tomorrow
beckon in my hand
pink palace permeates
with ethereal elation
open red door communicates
a pebbled past
susurrus sounds
unnoticed in the wind
drifts in a tide of
laughter and bliss
* * * * * * *
Bones 3 word wednesday prompt offers this week: time, unnoticed, million
photo:: Let Me Fly..,HakanGil, flickr
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that picture was a great find. i love it. great poem as well. i love the first and fourth stanza.
oooh, lovely makes me think of a little child day dreaming while flying a kite, and I learn a new word – “susurrus” – susurrus sounds – I like that
Nice poem, love it..