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Array ( [sid] => 143639 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => ~Upon my field of Flowers~ [time] => 2008-07-02 03:48:51 [hometext] => cowrite Rich and Michelle enjoy............. [bodytext] => In the midst of the blue there is the field of flowers.

Petals refreshing souls a miss bringing forth hope of a new day.

Our minds troubled and fears rest uneasy near the heart.

We can rest in flourishing rains and remember the fields of flowers.



The hands of midnight reaching down we slip inside of ourselves.

We search in the darkness praying for a new dawn.

Understanding our angels are watching and waiting with the stars.

We gather emotions and sift through each one, knowing we have our self.



We are not always lost and a small boat tossing in the ocean waves.

Off in the distance the lighthouse sits, winking a golden eye.

Mighty oceans nor the storm, can keep us from the shore.

We are stronger than once thought we become the waves.



Those mighty torrents that tossed us about

Have since ceased their tantrum

While diamonds shining in the midnight keep watchful eye

Washing the mind clean of age’s fear and doubt



The hands of midnight reaching down keeping the weary traveler in their embrace

Praying for nights end and the birth of a new morn

As the first rays of morning fly by angel’s wing warming the troubled soul

While thanking God for His glory and for Heaven’s grace



Closing tired eyes reminiscing of that field of flowers

And of the dew drops nestled between every petal with the arrival of the morning

Clear and free what once was a troubled mind now takes flight upon the wind

Forgetting every trouble that time has wrought while resting upon my field of flowers [comments] => 4 [counter] => 225 [topic] => 54 [informant] => shelby [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => happypoetry )
~Upon my field of Flowers~

Contributed by shelby on Wednesday, 2nd July 2008 @ 03:48:51 AM in AEST
Topic: happypoetry



In the midst of the blue there is the field of flowers.

Petals refreshing souls a miss bringing forth hope of a new day.

Our minds troubled and fears rest uneasy near the heart.

We can rest in flourishing rains and remember the fields of flowers.



The hands of midnight reaching down we slip inside of ourselves.

We search in the darkness praying for a new dawn.

Understanding our angels are watching and waiting with the stars.

We gather emotions and sift through each one, knowing we have our self.



We are not always lost and a small boat tossing in the ocean waves.

Off in the distance the lighthouse sits, winking a golden eye.

Mighty oceans nor the storm, can keep us from the shore.

We are stronger than once thought we become the waves.



Those mighty torrents that tossed us about

Have since ceased their tantrum

While diamonds shining in the midnight keep watchful eye

Washing the mind clean of age’s fear and doubt



The hands of midnight reaching down keeping the weary traveler in their embrace

Praying for nights end and the birth of a new morn

As the first rays of morning fly by angel’s wing warming the troubled soul

While thanking God for His glory and for Heaven’s grace



Closing tired eyes reminiscing of that field of flowers

And of the dew drops nestled between every petal with the arrival of the morning

Clear and free what once was a troubled mind now takes flight upon the wind

Forgetting every trouble that time has wrought while resting upon my field of flowers




Copyright © shelby ... [ 2008-07-02 03:48:51]
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Re: ~Upon my field of Flowers~ (User Rating: 1 )
by ingeniusidiot on Wednesday, 2nd July 2008 @ 04:03:30 AM AEST
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Its a bit lengthy but I think that it turned out rather well. And yes we do work very well together still. It is a beautiful piece if I may say so myself.
Thank you Michelle.

Rich


Re: ~Upon my field of Flowers~ (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Wednesday, 2nd July 2008 @ 04:53:49 AM AEST
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Rich,
I think the journey we took with this is promising and uplifting for not only us but the readers. It made us smile and I am sure it will bring others along as well.

We still have it my friend. Thanks for writing with me .
It is beautiful.

Hugs
Michelle


Re: ~Upon my field of Flowers~ (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 2nd July 2008 @ 11:16:18 AM AEST
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Agreed, it is a bit wordy for me but it is very uplifting. Though long, it reads so smoothly, like sliding on glass.

"The hands of midnight reaching down we slip inside of ourselves"

Wow, what a line.

Perfect write..............Mike


Re: ~Upon my field of Flowers~ (User Rating: 1 )
by spooky on Thursday, 3rd July 2008 @ 06:15:39 AM AEST
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beautifuly written,,

a friend in words spooky




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