A New Beginning

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

The poem's about seeing something positive over the horizon and how that makes you feel

I

I sit upon a hill and watch as the clouds roll by

Like distant worlds or childhood memories

Of fantastic places where the mind takes flight

And form and thought blend as one.

 

II

This distant place where substance loses meaning,

As thought and being hold no bounds,

But that of a knowing feeling of belonging,

To what we mere mortals understand in dreams of thought

Where words are given life beyond the substance

Of what lays upon the page

 

III

Like the brush gives life to a painting,

Words give life to things beyond that, which can be seen,

But what can be felt on a level, like no other.


Submitted: April 10, 2012

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ElizaZenith

nice poem, very interesting:)

Tue, April 10th, 2012 4:47pm

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Cheers I'm you enjoyed it.

Mon, May 14th, 2012 2:05pm

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