C H A S I N G * L A N D S C A P E S

While dreams chase landscapes

Elusive across rickety bridges

And the fabric of her curved lines

She has October in her eyes

Hair laced golden on shadows

Skin soft as silken daffodil wings

How I taste the sapphire on her lips

What is the wilding world to me?

Do I slip it on like constricted shoes?

Or do I dance raindrop barefoot?

She giggles her warm laughtering trill

Magnificent music she plays over space

Making me believe that she’s more

Than light lit letters on a leafed page.

Reviews

[marcus]

I'm sensing, the magic of stories, words, this is beautiful!

[An owl on the moon]

Ah, yes, marcus... that is the magic of her lingering.. Happy day to you!

[Marie]

Autumn is chasing her way toward winter, blowing treasure behind her...

[An owl on the moon]

Yes.. such fire autumn brings to warm our winters... thank you, Marie!

[AprilRN1210]

sometimes writers are able to produce such enchanting magic with their words--they can dance across the page fluttering into our hearts, captivating our minds, images teasing with alluring beauty and promises whispered bewitching our souls.. you should recognize this as you do the same to your readers Craig.. each magnificent treasure holds new wonders, new magic, new breathtaking emotion and imagery... an artist painting his masterpiece and allowing us the honor of seeing the brilliance from afar.. you already know I am a huge fan... this one is quite stunning as usual my friend.. I love the precious elements you choose to highlight here to show the affection and appreciation for someone who lights up the page with her magic..

[AprilRN1210]

oh and let me add, love the added word play here, the alliteration.. and my absolute favorite just for how it flows off the tongue.. "Magnificent music she plays over space".... love it!...

[emmajoy]

What truly beautiful words, they could be about life, about this month and its special meaning for you, about a love, a dream ... but whatever this reader thinks, you've created your own 'laughtering trill.

Considering the Fall and its gloriously colourful drift from trees, i so like your word-play in the final line, '.. Than light lit letters on a leafed page. '

[An owl on the moon]

Always so good to have you by, Emma! Before sunrise here.. but at least I've had my first cuppa... caramel flavored even. And yes... life... autumn's wonders... love's awakening... may it all fill your coming days with endless joy... :)

[emmajoy]

My pleasure. An hour in hand today, is 12.06 that was an hour later but.. so, I can have yet another coffee!

[An owl on the moon]

Yes! Another coffee is always a good idea! Enjoy every sip... :)

[emmajoy]

am.. am.. am.. in at least ten letters.

[Eric Cox]

Cool. Holds a beauty to touch the reader. Excellent work.

[An owl on the moon]

Thankful you stopped by, Eric... hope all is well in your world. :)

[Eric Cox]

You're welcome. Things are okay. I'm back on, which feels good. Hope things are good for you my friend. :)

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Awesome work good sir… I can see this being a tribute to the greatest woman in the world and her name is Autumn.

[An owl on the moon]

Thank you my good friend... much appreciated! Yes.. and she comes dressed in every vibrant color of the soul...

[Pryde Foltz]

Making me believe that she’s more
Than light lit letters on a leafed page.

Living in your imagination would be a splendid thing, Craig.

[An owl on the moon]

Much appreciated, Pryde! It has found a way of making gold out of dust a few times for me... :)