~ The Land of Her

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~ The Land of Her

 

Let her sleep in beauty’s landscape

Do not ever wake her up

Leave the little birdies singing

For she is dreaming in her cup

 

Let the trees play with all fresh air,

And  let the climate change

Let every season but to come

And accept this isn’t strange

 

Do never touch her sensitive skin

Before she will be awake

Dance with her thoughts while she’s asleep

That’s the beauty you should take

 

 

~ Elisa Laura

 

Author's Note

Enjoy! xx

Reviews

[Carl Drake Barnard]

Powerful write Eli, I could feel the emotion in this. So I went and read it like a few times more :) I know the path, peace and tranquillity, but the small things within that world, couldn't allow it because without the Land the small things wouldn't have a place and there would be a humongous gap. But all things knew,butterflies and ants alike, that they couldn't speak only pray... Well done Eli you wrote a fabulous poem!! :) loved the way you wrote this well done.

Dank je wel lieffie, voor je mooie woorden ;) I'm so glad you liked this older one of me. Sleep is something so special, and I really like it what you got out of it my sweet friend. Thank you so much.

[Carl Drake Barnard]

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[Tree]

A lovely, dreamscape piece. What I really liked about this was the fragility of your subject, the fragility of ...sleep. I am thinking how sometimes the dream world is better, than the real one. And that sometimes it is better to sleep. no?

A meditative and contemplative poem, Elli. And that song was mesmerizing. I shall play this before I sleep/ tonight

DPaz

Yes, dear bro, I remember your lovely comment on the poem, ~ How do I dream you (of me) which is now under construction, (I guess, maybe it's not) so much work to do... there you spoke also about this interesting wish, or yearning. I so fully agree with you on that. I'm a real dreamer, in dreams, but also day-dreams, for me it is most relaxing. Aw, thank you so much, I'm happy you enjoyed it. Diego.

- Eli

[Renée]

visions of loveliness danced in her head... well done E. L.

*__~ Thank you sweet Renée :-)

[Renée]

(( : my pleasure !

:-) X

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

Never wake her, let her sleep and admire the beauty that she is and all you see around her. Lovely

Lovely words sweetheart, thank you for popping by :-)

[CS]

I will whisper my review then because I do not want to wake her up. Love is something that should be treated gently. Touched tenderly. Spoken to softly. So are dreams. Let her drink her tea and be soothed.
Beautiful work on this, Eli.

Hihihi, I saw you in my dream :) star sis. You came by with a lovely teapot, and we had a few cups :D thank you so much! Courtney xx

[CS]

Then it was a good dream, I hope, LOL :)
You are very welcome, dear Eli :) x

Haha, it was :-) Too old stars on a cup of tea ;-) LOL xx

[Frieda P]

This is like a hypnotic mantra, a tonic to drink and calm the beast. It's soothing words wind around the mind and clears the chaos and mellows the pandemonium. So exquisite Eli. Love it.

Thank you so very much m'lady for your exquisite words... they always make me happy, love to you Frieda, and hope you're ok dear X

[Antonio Valentino]

oh boy im thinking cafe con leche for some odd reason..

give me two lumps and call me Slappy.. slurrr.. urp!

seriously Pisa Princess this is as sweet as your personality and almost as endearing..

we need to go out for coffee now..

i usually just put some coffee beans in my mustache and sip hot water,
but we can have it the normal way, if you really insist

you're the cappa in my cino..

:)

HAHAHA you're too funny, lol, I only adore black stron Espresso my friend. I hate milk in the coffee... even suger makes me yuck... :D hahaha... you're brilliant, you make me laugh so hard my friend... :D as you're the chili's in my Enchilada's, you always give spice to my work :D

[David Scott]

When love is first shared there is some sense of decorum. A 'fear' if you will that is born of mix of adoration, respect, and insecurity. In those days passion must wait and the joy of her peaceful sleep is better than the carnal needs being satisfied.
This disappears but returns with mixes of seasons. I like the image you bring to mind here.

Decorum, like denial or profound dementia, it could be yes...
Also leaded through fear. Good points, (I wrote this one out of strong pain killers just now lol) went through my back, on biking, maybe it denialed my brain? Thank you so much for your thoughts, i like the open minded soul you're. Thank you. - Elisa

[Healing Star]

It is a beautiful dream you have painted here.
It reminds me of what I have learned to try to do just as I am waking.
I try to capture the moment to find what my sub-conscious has for me right then.
Because right then we are still connected, and then it is like sand running through your fingers and it is so quickly lost. That is what the dance with her thoughts speaks to me about. Many times I capture an idea for something new to write about right then. I have a poem I wrote called In The Morning that talks about this creation time, my experience. Very well done, I enjoyed it very much.

Yes, dear friend, that is exactly the meditation ;-) you felt it so well and right... you don't have to be asleep, when you're strong enough to not touch.... it's the feeling of being platonic, in all you breathe and love. I will check your beautiful writes out dear. Thank you for being here, truly appreciated. - Elisa

[Michael Kevin Spencer]

Very faerie tale and dove like Elisa! I like the idea of a muse being somewhat untouchable, then we dream and live their imagination.

:) I felt so soft tonight... it is a newer one, it rolled out of my core lol...
Thank you dear Michael. Truly appreciated as you see this.