The perennial rhythm of the waters,
the swift gliding of birds in flight,
the bright light of mid-mornings
giving days some eerie insight,
the lingering scent of love stories
pervading the nostalgia of twilight,
the lush shade of evergreen gardens,
and the mysteries of clouded nights,
the grinning Time switching roles
just to render our dreams almost real,
our small story stored in our souls
and our names branded in the winds
of cities lost in corners of our minds.
Submitted: May 13, 2021
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DampKitten
You so rarely use rhyme, and I love that. Few people may notice what you've done in the final two lines - visual rhyme (otherwise referred to as Eye Rhyme). Not frequently used. Some alliteration scattered in there as well.
Sat, May 15th, 2021 2:56amAs always, your imagery is huge and enchanting.
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Beloved Damp Kitten, you are back! I missed you a lot! Thank you so much for your generous review. Lots of love, Lizzie.
Sat, May 15th, 2021 11:10am