waves of luminous color lights
bind me in your unyielding spanish rhyme
imbue all these hallow spaces
for I dwell in all the wrong places
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Luminous
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i too feel as if i am always n the wrong place... excellent lissa...
Wow. That is dazzling. I could read the first two lines over and over and over!
melancholy and beautiful. Wonderful photo. "I dwell in all the wrong places." Lovely line.
Wonderful images of color.
I love the idea of filling the hallow spaces with rhymes and lights. This is very nice.
Beautifully spoken! Romantic.
To be bound by color and unyielding rhyme--what a gorgeous idea. Thanks, Lissa.
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Very nicely written. I like the last line, probably because I can relate to it. I'm new to poem writing and I tend to write ryhming ones. Hope to visit other poem blogs and learn from others.
This is great, Lissa - love it, love it.
I love the imagery and the longing in this.
oh!hallowed sunshine..
and the hollows of time and space..
The language choices you made are just amazing. Wonderful.
wow lissa, those words they caress my heart in a wonderful way.. it is a beauty...
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Marcus Aurelius (Roman emperor, best known for his Meditations on Stoic philosophy, AD 121-180)