Fly my darlings fly.
Light my candles of sweet smelling sky
Young and swinging words witty
My world awaits your majestic beauty
Yet still curve your cares for me clear
Drawn to places others wouldn't dare
Affect many more with butterfly wishes
Return to me in spring with many misses
Live to touch many lives with butterfly kisses
I am taking time to smell the flowers
Nothing can triumph in this lives’ clovers
Glide traveling to warm climates
Sent upon me wings and prayers
Fly my darlings fly
Lets write blue in this white sky
You then will smile as my darlings fly.
……………….words don’t grow on trees…………..© Vinn 2010
As I pass through this God given life,many are the things I see, hear, experience or dream.. In the process I build up words, while walking,working,relaxing or dreaming, and since they dont grow on trees,later on I consolidate them into these lovely pieces! I have more than a hundred of them, so the much you are seeing is just a tip of the iceberg. Finally i have a publisher! My first book will be coming out in November..book your autographed copy while stocks last.
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Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Outward Bound!
This is happiness and joy
In a land where rain never fails
Where love grows when the clouds darken
And the singing of the birds increase
In innuendo of sweet swinging bliss
Should I say beautiful?
Maybe an understatement…
Angelic, out of this world
I could continue, I could write
But the experience is better
The lights, natural
The moon,
The cold brings an aura of love
What if she was here?
Do I need another blanket?
Oh! Maybe
The serenity, the company
Outward bound!
……………….words don’t grow on trees…………..© Vinn
In a land where rain never fails
Where love grows when the clouds darken
And the singing of the birds increase
In innuendo of sweet swinging bliss
Should I say beautiful?
Maybe an understatement…
Angelic, out of this world
I could continue, I could write
But the experience is better
The lights, natural
The moon,
The cold brings an aura of love
What if she was here?
Do I need another blanket?
Oh! Maybe
The serenity, the company
Outward bound!
……………….words don’t grow on trees…………..© Vinn
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