A Poem by Chris C.

My first attempt at a more traditional style of poetry


Travel down the dusty road

Stop and stagger through the wode

Kneel and slake your thirst by stream

Bask a while in sunlight's gleam

Climb the tree, rest in its shade

Search for faeries in dusky glade

Eve is falling, chasing day

Hither come! We must away

The house is warm as love's embrace

The fire bright as lovers grace

So rest yourself 'neath quilted seams

Beckoned now to the land of dreams.

© 2013 Chris C.

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Very nice write.Reminds me of my cchildhood when we used to go out hiking and 'kneel and slake our thirst by a stream 'climb the trees' and ...........After spending the whole day outside we would return home tired, just happy to curl up in bed and visit 'the land of dreams.' lovely poem with perfect rhyming.

Posted 6 Years Ago

Chris C.

6 Years Ago

Thank you so much Onku, I'm glad this resonated with you.
hmm kinda reminds me of children playing and then coming home to sleep and dream, to bad it seems that children now days are drifting away from playing outside.

Good Job

Posted 6 Years Ago

Chris C.

6 Years Ago

I agree! I remember playing outside all day, only coming when it was dark out and my parents called .. read more
~*~Peace Keeper~*~

6 Years Ago

It was so much fun playing outside and using your imagination to make up games and such. You are ver.. read more

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Added on May 29, 2013
Last Updated on May 29, 2013
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