My Realm

The soft singing wind

lulls me into a slumber

where my dreams

form their many colours

and the rainbow of mixed

temporal and spiritual boundaries

fade and merge into each other

creating an ephemeral cloud

on which I fly to the

corners of the realm

to seek out my true self

in order to believe again.

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realm

◄ Cursรจd life

Beyond this place ►

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jennifer Malden

Sat 2nd Feb 2019 18:43

Beautiful - very moving and every word counts - cleverly put together.
Jennifer

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Fri 1st Feb 2019 23:55

There is always hope! Beautiful Jon!

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lisa donohoe

Fri 1st Feb 2019 23:28

Jon your work always inspires me to keep being my self, what a heartwarming piece. Amazing job as always well done ๐Ÿ˜ƒ

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Anya

Fri 1st Feb 2019 21:44

Excellent Jon! ๐Ÿ˜˜

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Jon Stainsby

Fri 1st Feb 2019 21:25

Yes, that's the one. Thanks, Po.

poemagraphic

Fri 1st Feb 2019 21:19

Is that cloud called 9 Jon

Number 9
Number 9
Number 9

A throw back to my Beatles days lol

Great imagery super poem

Po

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Jon Stainsby

Fri 1st Feb 2019 21:18

Thank you so much, Dolly.

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Fri 1st Feb 2019 21:16

This is so beautiful...nature sings a perfect lullaby.....๐Ÿ’

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