mermaidcamp
Keeping current in wellness, in and out of the water
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Windows of stained glass, gothic arches reaching down from heaven
Contain secret hiding places from which to see the world in procession
Between clouds and stars light years have passed uncounted, forgotten
Pathways of comets, trails of meteors falling to earth, and fools misbegotten
Bright illumination shines through the veils, the curtain, and the hidden door
While multitudes enrolled in rival schools of thought collapse into war
Youth, athletic performance, strength have become the peak obsession,
Playing games is a metaphor when competition is the prize possession
Poets and poetry are celebrated during the month of April here. Enjoy reading writing and reciting!!!
Hi Pamela. Just thought I’d drop by and say thanks for the follow and the likes. Love this one of yours! 🙂
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The tree is fabulous.. it does look like a skeleton.. I think the poem is terrific. Great job Pam!
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