Saturday, February 23, 2008

In the shadows of her young mind..,

Science Fiction words or a beginning, to a passage
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Sailor of Mine

Oh, onto the precipice she strays
Where again her heart has lead
She stands lingering watching
The plummeting sapphire waters
Tumbling down the emerald green cliff’s edge
Musing how crystal raindrops are falling
From verdant tender leaves,
She listens alone
In the ethereal forest below
She listens alone
At last to behold the promise of sunset
All the colors of the rainbow
Reflections on gossamer sails desirous to see
If only
She can almost hear the music
Of the rigging as the wind sings musical rhymes
As though playing wind chimes
In the theater of her young mind
Oh sailor of mine Elusive sailor
Forever a prisoner navigating
On the balmy waters waiting
A prisoner of the sands of time
Forever to remain her treasured memory
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