The world is love

by Enya   Sep 13, 2010


The clouds, they gently pass me by
as the leaves on the trees seem to dance in the night.
their silhouettes, swaying together
are captivating though distant in nature.
they refuse to disfuse or to settle in place,
as i witness their greeting and feel their embrace.

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  • 13 years ago

    by Soft Parade

    I had to read this poem a few times, this is a good sign for me as I like to absorb the information and try to pictue myself as the protagonist of the poem.

    In this instance I felt as the reader that I was the earth looking out at the clouds and noticed the leaves on the trees going through there life cycle which ends with there embrace as they fall to earth.

    Great flow to the poem and minmalist aswell which is great because it leaves alot to the imagination of the reader.

    Let me know if your thoughts when writing were similar to what I described because I love to find out what authors were thinking along side what I take from there poems.

  • 13 years ago

    by mandy

    Best poem I've read in a while. Beautiful! I love the overall idea of the poem, and your word choice was brilliant. On top of that, it flowed into a soft and peaceful end! Great write, 5/5!

    mandy :)

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