Written this First Tuesday of March
For @dVersePoets #OpenLinkNight
march in tune to wind swept shores
coast into my morn
blue dancing along narrow bays
mighty wind ships sail across the way
destination – to travel far
my heart knew no sway
my soul’s freedom –
still moored to a dream
Thoughts-poetry on life, nature and spiritual
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Beautiful, my friend. we are certainly marching in tune to the wind today. Just a question – do you mean destination on line 5?
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still moored to a dream…wonderful close on this beauty Joanie! Loved it! And the image is equally fantastic
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Beautiful imagery and movement. I also enjoyed theclose, “my heart knew no sway…moored to a dream”.
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Hello my dear Kathleen! Thank you for your warm words and YES! it was suppose to be destination 🙂 i was typing this out via my iphone! Always a challenge — Thanks again for letting me know. Have a great day — joanie
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That you dear Natasha! So very kind of you & glad you enjoyed it!
Take good care — joanie
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Thank you for your kind words! –joanie
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The ending really touched me… A soul moored to a dream.
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smiles…this is a lovely verse….if i am to be moored i can think of worse things than to a dream…let the wind blow all it wants…smiles.
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strong imagry here…and I love “still moored to a dream” Nice work!
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So lovely…It feels like a beautiful place to be moored…I love it.
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I have to hang on to my dreams… would be good if they were tied to me…
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I love the last two lines. Something to think about, for sure.
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