The Field For Dreamers..

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    The Field For Dreamers..
    The Bird, fluttering beside my head;
    Such small eyes watched as it disappeared,
    Across the sky and into the clouds.
    Swirling, fallen embers echoed;
    I paused, searching the sky...
    I awoke to the raindrops falling softly upon my face;
    It is late, I must get home....

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    cheronld commented on The Field For Dreamers..

    08-17-2010

    sounds like a place and time I can only begin to envy...the peace and smile it brought however was needed....thanks for such a nice poem...Cher
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    ohmygoodness commented on The Field For Dreamers..

    06-25-2009

    very relaxing,enjoyed reading the piece,have a good day
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    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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