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Geremia
Geremia
Nov 16, 2009 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

THROUGH A PR ISM

  THROUGH A PRISM....  Through a prism my thoughts flow

Dancing colors of a rainbow.

Imagination

Hope

 Fantasy

Carry me to  places I long to be.

Refracted lights of   selected memory

Daytime dreams

And  hopeless wishes

Hypnotize.

Lost in a silent stare

 I live reality of a different kind

Kinder than the one I know.

When

Through a prism my thoughts flow

Dancing colors of a rainbow.

— Geremia, Nov 16, 2009

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lyz

16 years 6 months ago

Beautiful

This brings to mind my mother. I will not go into detail but she loved her crystals, prisms and rainbows. Love this poem. A smile is on my dial. Great write Longo. XX
Geremia

Geremia

16 years 6 months ago

My Lyz and Annuccia mia

J.B. Longo-Geremi Thank you, my two dear friends. I am writing less. My Muses need the energy just don't have right now.
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lyz

16 years 6 months ago

Dear Longo

Sorry in late reply, PC probs. I am over it. Anyway, you tell your muses that your friend in Australia said, give you energy and lots more lovely words for me to read. Lol. No, if you need a break, I fully understand. I find it hard some days but we can only try. I do hope there is some words of beauty to read, as I have not checked as yet, but if so, I will catch you on them. Love and take care, From Lyz. XX
Geremia

Geremia

16 years 6 months ago

Thank you, my Lyz

J.B. Longo-Geremia Writing is fun and a good exercise for me. Must keep my mind sharp, yes? :)But at times I need to take a break. Just a bunch of "stuff" Love from Longo
Nordic cloud

Nordic cloud

16 years 6 months ago

Oh this is lovely, this is lovely, this is lovely,

My Longobardolino, You know that I love it, I dance in my heart with this poem, my whole being dances, my blood finds itself in a great ballroom of fantasy swirling and swirling, my  skirts flying out to every corner of the earth covering all, and I'm dizzily loving every circumference, every centre of my feelings in a red red painting. Annuccia. 
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lyz

16 years 6 months ago

Hi ya

Great write I must say again and I have had a rest also, while this pc was giving me curry, but hopefully, I am back, lol. Take care. Love Lyz. XX