Longing
Amazing poetry shared by a talented writer.

“Hark, now hear the sailors cry,
Smell the sea, and feel the sky,
Let your soul & spirit fly, into the mystic. Into the Mystic”
― Van Morrison, Lit Up Inside: Selected Lyrics
I long to be next to the sea
as autumn breeze whispers through trees
and shadows dance with falling leaves
I long to breath the salty air
with toes in sand going nowhere
as shore birds take flight, soaring free
I long to feel crisp chill of fall
wrapped tight in my blue tattered shawl
while listening to precious peace
I long to dream with windows wide
covered head to toe, here I’ll hide
in your arms where no one can see
dVerse Poets Pub: Poetry Form: Zéjel
Beautiful John hope you are well my friend. I am sending you thanks for sharing this beautiful piece. Very lovely indeed. ❤️🤗🥰 Guess what John we will get to go see our grandchildren on the 18th of October. I am so excited. Hope you see yours again soon. Love ❤️ Joni
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I am glad dear Joni. Our grandchildren give us hope. Good afternoon from Michigan.
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Thank you my friend. I knew you would be happy for me. Sending you love and prayers of peace. Love ❤️ Joni
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Its really beautiful! Thanks for sharing.
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I agree. A amazing writer.
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