Please read and enjoy the amazing poetry.
Lights strung from trees
setting magic to the night
perfection of a view.
Ghosts of seasons passed
float in the mind untethered
kites of whimsy
behind a smile in memory.
Tis the artful season all around,
the universe of mirth has come unbound
and reaching out into the soul
singing merrily as it goes.
By morning creatures lay deflated
yet my mood is still elated
’cause I’m in a space of light and love
and nothing more I need ask from above.
An image taken/created by Alison Belsan of downtown Venice Florida. I asked permission to use and have yet to get a reply, so till I’m asked to take it down, I shall give credit where due for this magical image and share. Busy days working, a bit behind in reading and as you see, writing, but should have some time coming up soon to play catch…
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