Perfection no. 1

poem by: Ann Parks
Written on Jun 12, 2015 

Lemon chrysanthemums in a jug on my table
like magical tutus in the theatre lights
Little Richard screaming , pleading, playing
with outrageous hair and beautiful soul.

My mystical ring of emerald and diamond
why did nature hide you deep in the ground?
Sweet creamy desserts (of any kind)
so comforting and confirming I'm worthy of treats!

The relief of being heard 
yet understood 
no matter how roughly
my words descend
The whole of the plant world
the animals, the land ......

Your blue eyes laughing
your deep voice teasing
I'm perfectly happy :
your key turns in the door!

 

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A previous user commented:
when i read this i think of a candy store. it's comforting
ann parks commented:
Thanks so much Ellen....means a lot to me as I've had a really really bad couple of days.....Ann
Milton Robertson commented:
An Awesome poem Ann, You are worthy of treats and it's truly a wonderful thing when you are heard and understood.
ann parks commented:
thanks for your encouragement Milton!
Beth Hughes commented:
I like it! The syllable construction of then first stanza is jaunty!
Christopher Russon commented:
Lovely poem.
Julian Sun commented:
A poem of truth. Thank you.

 

 

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