Poetry

along the fringe

suppose a manifested dream
continuous song
free flowing cool waters

freedom floating
drifting weightless wood

sunset soon arrives
colors parade
casting paint across
a stretch of fading blue

seeing eyes
see beyond
the fading light

dusk spreads
outstretched
feathered wings
blankets the river
ripples reflecting back

seemingly soundless
river crickets call
along the avenue
of nowhere
shown on a
mapless compass
void of
direction

looking upward
formed in fantasy
noctural notes
of melodic music
lull a gentle
rocking sleep
under the
twinkling stars

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2 thoughts on “along the fringe

  1. That is a really beautiful river sunset landscape piece of music poem, very gentle and a lovely emotional tone. Very very beautiful one, Ms Pie.

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