Daydream in Blue

Daydream in Blue

A Poem by Kristallo

Frost tipped lashes sweep droplets of chilled
amethyst dreams down the 
gossamer divide between
life in waking dream.

As dawn creeps past the jealous clutches of reverie
amiable sunbeams dancing 'cross the face of
silvery pond and water lily,
her place is called Felicity.

Where love glows from starlit sky
to verdant green
And life will sing from robin's egg
to fairy's wing.

For him, she smiles fragrantly at the shady afternoon
Her silky buds extended in pinkish bloom
And ever a breeze would coolly sweep by
His willow's leaves kissed at her stalk and she'd sigh.











© 2012 Kristallo



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This is so agonizingly beautiful. There is a wistful desperate longing in these words that draws me into this beautiful daydream. It takes me back to a time when a beautiful poetess and I shared many days when moments as these you have so eloquently penned were not only real, but commonplace. So lovely. Well done.

Posted 5 Years Ago


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I love how you weave threads of gossamer thought throughout your dream. Fragments of reality and whispers of other worlds all melt into a wide-eyed experience unlike any other. What extravagance for one to see her fragrant smile.

“There are certain half-dreaming moods of mind in which we naturally steal away from noise and glare, and seek some quiet haunt where we may indulge our reveries and build our air castles undisturbed.”
― Washington Irving

Posted 4 Years Ago


such Daydreams that bring the sighs-You capture the feeling and keep it magic!!!
I Love this intensely, very sensual!!!

Posted 4 Years Ago


Kristallo

4 Years Ago

Thank you for reading, your kind words are the stars that shine for my soul. :)
Enchanting, I feel like I was peering through the keyhole of someone's dream. This was amazing, it felt of flowing silk and beautiful gardens. I truly love the way this piece made me feel inside.

Posted 4 Years Ago


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Kristallo

4 Years Ago

Thank you!
"Frost tipped lashes sweep droplets of chilled
amethyst dreams down the
gossamer divide between
life in waking dream."
- great
:)

Posted 4 Years Ago


Kristallo

4 Years Ago

Thank you.
The wording in this poem is so strong. It is wonderful. Thank you for a wonderful piece full of imagery.

Posted 4 Years Ago


i am drawn in by your wording...

there is a longing here, a strong urge, a passion...but

at the same time...there is such a peacefulness to this...a calming feeling from the read.

jacob

Posted 4 Years Ago


Kristallo

4 Years Ago

I'm so glad that you liked it. Thank you for reading. :)
I would love to get lost in your daydream of blue, exceptional beauty,
You painted an intimate bliss here, I love how you bring "Felicity" to live by just dreaming in imagery, that rich... this was real serene art with a light erotic and romantic touch ... idiosyncratic nicely done m'dear :) thank you for this lovely write...

- Elisa

Posted 4 Years Ago


Kristallo

4 Years Ago

Thank you, Elisa.

4 Years Ago

My pleasure Kris :)
Kristallo

4 Years Ago

Tahlequah the beauty ,wind ,and you found a quiet spot in the unending wind,a calm of poultice healing words,to toss the dazzler down by the river,then a red n black Ganado so two can sip, screw top wine, counting broken cotton dancing in the sun beams.Good end to a long day, dark now, now to find Tahlequah,

Posted 4 Years Ago


A very pretty, colourful poem, crafted and composed rather like an equivalent impressionist painting. A kind of nature dream. Written with an intelligent, yet fairytale charm - as if a discerning artist were examining the innocent qualities of a talented child's watercolour, splashed with gentle raindrops...

Posted 5 Years Ago


His willow's leaves kissed at her stalk and she'd sigh.

ache!

The whimsy in this...overwhelming to say the least! Metaphors of flowery delight, you crafted this poem with such artistry...I wanted this fantasy to go on and on and on...thinking now of a Midsummer's Night's Dream. Beautiful!

Posted 5 Years Ago


Kristallo

5 Years Ago

You are too kind. Thank you!

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