Sunday, 23 May 2010

Who?





The pot full of busy lizzies,

the other marguerites.

The sun,

squinting through the trees.

In my imagination

sail boats with antique white sails

bobbing on an azure sea.

The smell of salt and chips in a bag.

The cat who has adopted us,

lazing at my feet

then sloping off through the dew bell soaked grass.

My eyes,

far far away

looking at the stars and the coast

wondering,

who is the king of all these?

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2 comments:

  1. Kess23 May 2010 at 16:18

    I love this - being able to see it all through your eyes! The world looks so beautiful in sunlight :)

    Glad you've got some sunshine too, sweetie. Enjoy it while it lasts!

    AML

    Kess
    xxxx

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  2. Anna24 May 2010 at 22:56

    Thank you Kess.
    It means the world to me when you love
    what I write.
    It really does.
    AML
    Anna
    xxxx

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