Sunday, April 15, 2012

Mag 113- A simple gift.


I bring these flowers
As a simple gift.
I
-Who am but a reflection of you-
Bring these flowers as a simple gift.
We painted the town red
In the middle of 
The dark night of life.
We brought color to the darkness
And music to the moon.
You fly like an angel
Wrapped around a star
While I gaze on 
As a reflection of you
Bringing these flowers as a simple gift.

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12 comments:

  1. nice repetition...and bringing color to the dark is a beautiful thing, yes it is...smiles...sings the moon back

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  3. 'We brought color to the darkness and music to the moon." I love these words. Many critics who understand art, might say that Chagall's paintings have these same abilities, bringing color and music. Thank you for sharing this poem, Misfit.

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  4. I love the simplicity and integrity of this.

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  5. Thank you for this simple gift

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  6. "You fly like an angel wrapped around a star" There's a song in here!

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  7. I like this. "We brought music to the moon."

    Nice!

    =)

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  8. Your poem, too, is both simple - in the best of ways - and a gift. Thank you for it.

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  9. Flowers are the most beautiful gift...

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  10. That was sweet and honest. The best kind of write! I'll probably be back for more!

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  11. These words are a sweet gift....this is beautiful! :-)

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