through stained glass windows
rainbow lights for the bride
reciting the vows
I slip my hand in yours
saying words said years before
Stylus Poetry Journal March 2003
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Odysse y An elusive floating. I reach out and clasp sunbeams. I move forward, searching for I know not what, yet, understanding...
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The almost circular shape of the window seems especially appropriate to the theme of the poem.
Thanks, Bill, and thanks for visiting.
Adelaide
Wonderful, Adelaide - your artistry and poetic insight are always a joy to read. Thanks for sharing your talent.
P.S. - My muse, or at least my creativity, have returned.
Warren
Thank you, Warren. Gland to know you are writing again.
Seems like we will have an early spring, that is, if the ground hog is correct.
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Thanks for your comment. I don't often get comments on older posts.
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