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Walk Awhile

door killea

Walk awhile with me in my world
through the door to mysteries galore
over the meadow, wild flowers bloom
ruins of the old church stand since yore
perhaps we shall meet a leprachorn
who will show us his pot of gold
or sprinkle us with fairy dust
wishing well for us to be bold
come dance with me in the rain so fine
the sun's rays spinning an arch
a spectrum line, of colours divine
we'll climb up one end, slide down the other
happy or terrified, what does it matter
we'll land on our feet on the blessed mother
come walk with me for a while my love
don't turn your heart to stone, so hard
hold my hand outstretched to you
gently let down your safety guard
make love to the sounds of nature
as in the meadow between grasses we lie
the search for answers will be found
in silence we'll watch the clouds in the sky

No, you say, go away, I don't understand you
it is too late, no debate, it's all untrue
go play in your field by yourself
put your heart in a box on the shelf!

© Killea

 

feedback van andere lezers

  • GoNo2
    Prachtig !
    killea: Thank you
    xx
    j
  • Magdalena
    ik kick volledig op de zin: 'happy or terrified, what does it matter'

    'it's all untrue': dat is de sleutel van kwetsen en gekwetst worden hé?
    trouwens, diegenen die zeggen dat het niet waar is moeten maar eens buiten kijken: vandaag lijkt de wereld verdacht veel op wat je boven beschrijft!
    :):):)
    killea: Thank you Sweetheart
    xx
    j
  • JakobRo
    simply beautiful
    killea: thank you, Jakob
    xx
    j
  • jan
    when the walls scream you'd better walk awhile!

    xx
    j
    killea: I just want to scream back....
    xxx
    j
  • tessy
    graag gelezen, mooi
    killea: Thank you Tessy
    xx
  • miepe
    bjoetiefoel powim
    killea: thank you, Miepe
    xx
    j
  • Mistaker
    Clap for Killea!

    Greta xx
    killea: Thank you so much, Greta
    xx
    j
  • anne
    a bitter ending but so nice as poem; It makes me thinking of Australie, perhaps with the fields and wild nature you describe.
    killea: Actually it is Ireland, Anne
    xx
    j
  • matahari
    Harde slotwoorden

    liefs matahari
    killea: C'est ja vie, thanks Matahari
    xx
    j
  • yellow
    amazing poem, like the contrast in the end,
    love,
    M.
    x
    killea: thank you, Marc
    xx
    j
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