Treasure Island

Floy Dy (Floyd) Ra (Floydson)


A drop of poetry


Sands
under my hands
sitt`n at the river
under
a palm
listening
to the words
river is telling
like a psalm

Solitude
embraced
by a siren
call
whispering
wisdom
couldn`t stop
listening
at all

Humans
were speaking
songs
were heard
secrets have
meetings
with souls
being
a word

Shadow
has gone
sun beat`n down my head
sands
were wet
golden seeds
fall onto fertile soil
listening the river
I never regret

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Floy Dy Ra, Feb.25/2013

Submitted: Wednesday, March 06, 2013

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  • * Sunprincess * (5/14/2014 8:38:00 AM)

    ............truly this is a drop of poetry, falling on the fertile soil of a beautiful garden, in the early morning sun....and if we watch closely, we see blue butterflies alighting on golden daffodils, purple irises, and an array of multicolored tulips...beautiful poem (Report) Reply

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