Sunday, April 2, 2017


The visions come floating by
The glorious joy of the space
wishful and wistful the needs
How easily the mind embraces.

A soul space,, the idea originated
Never implements to fruition 
In a high, there is a push but
in effect, stays an unfulfilled mission

A colorful space, wall in pretty
pasted and lavenders abound
Corners for my whimsical indulgences
Memories, with photographs surround

Write a poem that calls forth hiraeth.  Is there a place for which you long?

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