Dream, Princess -Quadruple Etheree
“Go my princess”
My! you love it Dad
Oh gee such a dreamer
Like Ariel, “Little Mermaid”
I frequently lose track of time
Skirrs museums and art galleries
I was a dreamer, back then as a kid
What i see
Optimist, you said
Reminds you of Belle from
Disney’s “Beauty and the Beast”
Dad, I was your princess always
Curiosity is innate in me
You applaud me for that, how proud you are.
Years you’re gone
We dream together
To disneyland we go
That didnt happen your gone
“I went Dad, with my princesses”
They too are dreamers, like you and I
We dream, we soar, and we make it happen
Forgot, to say
Who i grew up to be
Definetely a dreamer
With great sense of optimism
Empowered, vested and entitled
Has become of me, your little princess.
A whimsical etheree in remembrance of our recent trip to disneyland and in honor of “believing in dreams and making it happen”.
Written for calmkate’s Friday foto fun: https://aroused.blog/2019/01/18/friday-fun-events/
I will soar higher, faster anywhere
Craving to achieve my desired result
I can go astray and be lost somewhere
Ascending in great vertical extent
Let me journey through beyond the rainbow
And witness a pot of gold at the end
With thee my fervour hope and zeal I vow
To advance and never ever dare bend
Better yet see the universe afar
There is more beyond, I am sure of that
Greatness awaits, a magnitude of star
I feel it through, convinced without a doubt
But i am lost in your arms, undisturbed
Mi amor, with you here I am secured.
This is my first attempt to do a Shakespearean Sonnet but I simplified mine by simply sticking to the 10 syllable per line count with a rhyming scheme of ababa, cdcd, efef, gg
I still follow the fourteen lines in a Shakespearean sonnet though. The first twelve lines are divided into three quatrains with four lines each. In the three quatrains the poet establishes a theme or problem and then resolves it in the final two lines, called the couplet.
Inspired by Gina of Singledust’s, Sonnet https://alifelesslivedblog.wordpress.com/2019/01/05/a-sonnet-i-end-where-you-begin/
Written for: https://mythsofthemirror.com/2019/01/16/iceman-januarys-writingprompt/
Dont keep it.
What have i done?
Control not yourself,
Loosen up, don’t restraint.
I cant read between the lines.
Tell me, it is breaking my heart;
I know i am damn, i am hurt too.
We’re dying, this air, this space, killing us.
Diana, of Myths of the Mirror, has created a new, monthly photo prompt. We are challenged to write something about it. Find out the details, and join in at the above link. Thanks, Diana!
My thoughts are free
to go anywhere
but its amazing
how it always head
back in your direction.
I love you to the moon and back.
Posted for: https://aroused.blog/2019/01/11/friday-foto-fun-romance/
Mark my words, these chords I’m playing
All my life, i will be singing
All through sunshines and rains
All through hurts and through pains
My love will keep burning.
It’s like a little heaven on earth (2×)
‘Cos it’s like a little heaven on earth
When I’m with you…oooh
I swear this song i will sing forever
As we grow older and wiser
All through the days of my life
All through the moments in strife
My love will be yours ever.
It’s like a little heaven on earth (2x)
‘Cos it’s like a little heaven on earth
When I believe in you….oooh
Heaven on earth…heaven on earth..
With you….oooh…with you..
This week’s photo prompt of Helene made me wanna hum a song and strum a guitar. It probably would feel so good singing a song watching those lights up and above in the sky so high, up until they become tiny little stars in heaven from earth. BUT i cannot hum a song nor strum a guitar so a wrote a beautiful song instead which i hope one day i can (or someone can ) can put a melody on it.
Its the January breeze
that reminds me
of a lost love
a lost affection
and a forgotten promise
of forever and always.
Its another year
Happy new year everyone…
I was looking everywhere
for a sign
As i look farther
I can’t see
I am blinded
It’s been a while
no, really long while
you were gone
but i am still
looking for you
As one day
I will find you
even in the vastness
of the sky
I will wait
P.S. Merry Christma Papa …wherever you are
Written for: Willow Poetry
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