Spinning

Playing with colours in dreams and elsewhere.





Spinning  -  01 Aug 14

Spinning around
Between the images
Of the dreams
Painted on sand
In colours
Never imagined
Woven into cloth
Worn by angels
As they dance
Across the sand
And in the forests
Of night
The colours sing





The colours can sing ~ listen.

Dizzy

This poem grew because I woke feeling dizzy and the feeling stayed with me, Muse encouraged me to make a response to it ~ this is the result.




Dizzy  -  23 Jun 13

Dizzy
Thinking of you
My mind and body
Taken on an unexpected
Journey through
Space and time
To see you

You swept me up
Spun me around
Showed me wonders
Enthralled me
Took me through
The open door
To enter you

You set me down
Gently
But I was still spinning
Or was it the world
Do not know or care
You have given me
Joy

Thank you Muse, for the suggestion.