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"The Green Of..."

"The Green Of..."

A Poem by Chris
"

If you have to ask - then look inside your own dreams...

"

If you have to ask - then look inside your own dreams...

"
The Green of..."

Every inch has a past and
touches the present in ways

nowhere else can.

The thoughts of every generation

seep from every stone
weep in the wail of the storms
whisper with the rustling leaves
and walk beside me with each step.

Their hearts stand near me with each pause,
touch me with each glance
as the sunlight kisses the earth

and the glow reflects so many dreams.

Tis coming home
for an instants wish
to merely gaze the distant shores

and taste the scents of dreams
once more...

Chris

© 2012 Chris


Author's Note

Chris
feel free

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Good piece, my friend, but I have one question. What do you mean when you use the word "dreams"?

Posted 11 Years Ago


Chris

11 Years Ago

The Green of Home... home is all about your dreams of your own
You write with unique perspective , a sign of a writer who has not only seen so much more than most , but also aware of more than most ..

Posted 11 Years Ago


Chris

11 Years Ago

having you pause with my thoughts is special to me and always appreciated...
Indeed.

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Soooo gorgeous!!!

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Eve
ow, wow, wow, this is just gorgeous! I love that at the end you always say "feel free" to some that means "have at it, tear it to pieces" to me that sounds like sound advice from a very special someone who knows that's the only way to truly live.

Posted 11 Years Ago


love :: *Every inch has a past*

Posted 11 Years Ago


And the rapture of such goes on and on, you are one of my most favoured writers here and I shall leave it at that, because you know how much your work sparks my nerves :) xoxo

Posted 11 Years Ago


And the beats go on .. and on .. in each and every heart after ...

We are never truly alone .. I like the way you hold on .. ..

Jazz

Posted 11 Years Ago


Thank you.

Posted 11 Years Ago


here's a piece of magic, Chris...a prayer, really

Posted 11 Years Ago



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Chris

Lansing, MI



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