A Lover's Dream
by Timothy Michael Flaherty
Thursday, September 05, 2002
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You stormed in
a few years past
on a warm
westerly wind,
In a sullen trace
of unforgiven grace,
you came
to capture me.
In my eyes
lived foolish pride
that welled with anger
of a broken heart.
When I closed my eyes,
Colors would fly.
Yellow and red,
flashing off and on,
Like a neon sign
in the night.
Anger, locked deep within,
brought false relief
to a broken heart,
then the night turned to day.
So here we are,
half a year later.
I reach for you,
in the stillness,
of the morning
and every day.
Deep within promises
I intend to keep,
we drift away,
in a lovers dream.
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| Reviewed by Gumby Pokey (Reader) |
9/6/2002 |
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A thing of beauty is a joy forever
this is forever |
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| Reviewed by Jenni Kalicharan |
9/5/2002 |
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This is absolutely beautiful, Tim... I don't know how you manage to come p with these beautiful poems all the time.... Keep them coming...
Your friend,
Jen |
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| Reviewed by E T Waldron |
9/5/2002 |
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| Lovely word choices beautifully done... |
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| Reviewed by Dens Dreamweaver (Reader) |
9/5/2002 |
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Such a beautiful write Timothy... Keep on keeping on.
Taake care..
Love and Light
Melanie |
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| Reviewed by Cathy Montgomery (Reader) |
9/5/2002 |
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| Lovely, moving writing--the images remain fixed in the mind... |
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| Reviewed by Ed Lupinacci |
9/5/2002 |
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this is very touching and dreamy
Great write |
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| Reviewed by La Belle Rouge (Reader) |
9/5/2002 |
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"In a sullen trace
of unforgiven grace,
you came
to capture me"
Golden words. Lovely poem, Tim. |
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