Her beautiful
Mind explores the dreamtime
Adventures
Of the lost boy in need
This restless year
Inspired
By the ravishing landscape
The tanka poet
Wrestles with the truth
Behind the metaphor
Beyond
The city lights, an
Enduring image
Of a restless soul caught
In the vortex of time
River
Of tears in the school of
Hard knocks…
But where’s the
Promised Land?
She walks
Boldly along the winding
Paths
Like an angel of the light
Nurturing the budding star
Behold
The secret places of
The heart…
Where the rainbow lorikeet sings,
The fragrant roses abound
© Lawrence T. Udo-Ekpo
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The Gentle Neophyte
16 years ago
4 comments:
Wow, what a great poem, I wish I had the ability to write like that, but I do love to read great poetry :) Thanks!
Hi Matt
Thanks for your inspiring comments on the "Dreamtime Adventures". They were very much appreciated. Please keep it up.
Cheers
Hi Honeysuckle56
Your sweet words put a smile on my lips. I really like your thinking about the secret place of the heart and the treasured memories.
Hello Both Eyes Wink
You are absolutely right. Those secret places in our hearts are the priceless treasures of our being. They define who we really are and nothing can take them away from us. Thank you for your comments.
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