There are Magic fields
Where friends would play
On a waving blade
A fluffed mouse
Does act upon a tight rope of green
Fields we walk
Winding snaking making more
Paths which from where we have been
To where we go
Are marked upon life's journey
For if we turned another way
Who could say
We may not be to walk upon
The field of magic
We have dwelt and smelt
The carpet of life's highways
Thanks very much everyone :)
Great lines "We have dwelt and smelt
The carpet of life's highways" It all reminded me of younger days rambling :) Best wishes, Dave
Lovely poem, Jean Lucy, like your style, will have to read through your other poems now. Best Wishes, Lynn x
<Deleted User> (6895)
Wed 25th Aug 2010 15:56
Hi again Jean-Lucy.Really love this poem,and you will be pleased to know my wife loves your style,and can,t wait for more-so please keep them coming-thank you-Stef-no kisses(the wife is watching-lol!)
lovely stuff.. has a gentle structure that flows really well and i think has a lovely last line in particular..
good stuff! x
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<Deleted User> (9882)
Sun 30th Dec 2012 20:22
beautiful! hey!you suit grey!