leaf boats (in the rain)

What a delightful, wonderful and expressive evocative poem. An unparalleled work of yours. Thank you. Love. ~ p.s. I hear Harry Belafonte songs.

Leaf boats ... beautifully done Barry nothing more needs said love and hugs Jayne-Chloe

A poem after my own heart as those leaf boats I have watched childlike in my older years, as always, their Pooh-like wonder mesmerising my thoughts into the never never land of the imagination, her where all sensations and dreams unite in the love-existence-beyond the normal. Here where you transport us with your poem so beautifully titled Leaf Boats, big sigh as all one's dreamed life is coerced into one expression, this poem, its laughter, its flotsam, its gutters, it silences and thunder, its dalliance, sunrises arms all its nuances concocting an elixir that we all wish to taste to rejuvenate our present and flash back the positive in the past. "in the oceans destination you bind no tomorrows"....................I JUST ADORE THIS BIT "In dark and rain" "such circles in their dream of storms" Here (the 2 quotes above) the beginning-rain- becomes the end of the poem where the rain makes the circles that life radiates out into the unknown of tomorrows. Need I say more dear Barry? Love as aye from your friend Ann where the pink hills lay in the morning's sunshine breathing their dawn sighs!

I think this has such tenderness makes me want to bite a pillow, mind.

this rivulet of tears (perhaps?) nearer than our pressed lips are near (works better than using close, imo) Perfect evolution of so many morning things. ;-) Love, Me

The imagination in this flows through me. Another lovely write my friend. Such a pleasure to read Rosina xena465

the intro itself is a bit cheesy. 'without possessions we are possessed' without belongings we are belonged to something? didn't get that line, maybe upossessful, or possessless maybe. a bit too many basic beach-theme words. needs a lot of work, but who am i?