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a cup of coffee



musings and songs
twinkles and stars
brown and white

the lyric of the twine

a cream coloured robe
fringes of ice
snow.melting and slow.
mine and mine and mine.

a bottle of blue coloured wizards
waiting for the whistle of the train
jutting out from its shelter
candied almonds. a ladybird

looking up at the stars
two-three-four
and dreams in yellow.
a big fat envelope
overflowing with nectar

a jar of jam .raspberry
a pot of cheese.brie
a plateful of cherries.blushing.
a fistful of daisies.wild.

instincts ,cower and grin.
advance and retreat..that's the name
the winged mate of the dancing girl
a ballet of all things..
red.bright.blue.

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Carpe Diem... said…
coffee tea or me??..looks like u r seein all colours of the rainbow..n stringin all feelings alphabetically....A B C D...be it raspberry or cherry...i feel its a lovely rainbow shinin thru the mist n rain..n yet creatin a glistenin shade playin hide n seek wid the sun...lovely indeed...
June 8, 2007 at 9:57 PM
lavieenrose said…
:)i never thought i'd write poetry like this. and for someone...whoa!
thank you :)
June 9, 2007 at 12:09 PM
Carpe Diem... said…
i know its intended to whom...u never knw who can inspire the poet within u....n all great poets were either gr8 romantics or they were heart broken by the romantic illusional realities...
June 11, 2007 at 7:41 PM
lavieenrose said…
oh yeah...the thing is..now it's not like WHO ,it's more like HOW! :D
and yes X Y is a dangerous thing,you know!
June 12, 2007 at 7:00 PM
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