Tambourine

by Maple Tree   Jan 7, 2013


The revival of clear water
reminds me of innocence,
I dance, bare toes
glide in satin green,
gypsy swaying to
breezes of rich
smelling wheat fields,
soft summer sun
on peace loving skin.

I was born within a tambourine
spring,
when it was ok to be free,
full of peace, love and light~

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  • 11 years ago

    by Tara Kay

    Always such beautiful pieces you pen, it was so simple and so majestic, I was totally captivated. Yet there is that touch of sadness that takes the piece to places and takes me away.
    xxx Andrea, you are such an awesome writer.

  • 11 years ago

    by Wild flower

    The poem is refreshing, kind of magical. But the last stanza made me feel that there's a bit of sadness.
    Once again, great job:)

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