All Hallows' Eve
(Dedicated to TamEva Le Fay)
Whose dervish dance do I see outside my window,
swaying the tallest Tree?
Royalty, in her sweet, kind-Hearted presence...
Her lush velveteen skirts, golden burnt sienna.
Her Royal Highness has disguised Herself,
...a graceful old Oak...
I glimpsed her ethereal smile in spaces
where yesterday lived Leaves.
(Dedicated to TamEva Le Fay)
Whose dervish dance do I see outside my window,
swaying the tallest Tree?
Royalty, in her sweet, kind-Hearted presence...
Her lush velveteen skirts, golden burnt sienna.
Her Royal Highness has disguised Herself,
...a graceful old Oak...
I glimpsed her ethereal smile in spaces
where yesterday lived Leaves.
well Cheryl...we might be more than on the same life path...I, too wrote a poem...and in dedication (to my brother Tommy) and it is titled... HALLOW'S EVE...I composed it sometime in the early 1990's...didn't have the presence of mind to note the exact date but had to be near the end of one October. Yours is really enchanting! I love it! Thank you for it! With open heart...Anna
ReplyDeleteThank you, Anna!
ReplyDeleteWhere may I Read your HALLOW'S EVE? I'm sure it must be wonderful.
Life Paths...I am passionately enamored of The Connections I find & feel...Lovely to meet you, Friend!
HeartVibes sent your way...catch!