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she sauntered into my dream
by Maria Massarella
she sauntered into my dream
zia Teresa
from beyond the beyond
walked with me corridors of light where
I invited her to see
a small terrace of potted plants
when we reached the space where
the terrace would be
in a tacit glance she summoned me to see
peckless blue mediterranean skies
lush green orchards glistening leaves
breezed in the valleysun
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*m.a
11/25/2008 Author's Note: a novemberness
"zia" is Italian for "aunt"
Posted on 01/21/2009
Copyright © 2024 Maria Massarella
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 01/21/09 at 10:19 PM Beautiful. I think I like the first stanza just a little more. |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 01/21/09 at 10:40 PM It is amazing how someone we've known pops into our head bringiong memories back to us. And sometimes as in this case we are able to create a beautiful piece about it. Nicely done m'lady. |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 01/23/09 at 01:44 AM Ahhh that all dreams should be so pleasant, so appealing. |
| Posted by JD Clay on 01/23/09 at 02:28 PM Never was as stroll through a dream so beautiful. I love how you paint with words giving them eternal life. Even from beyond the beyond. Who was it that said, dreams are unscripted poems? |
| Posted by Kate Demeree on 01/24/09 at 07:10 PM Why is it whenever I read you I want to go Uuuuuuummmmmmmmmm..... and words become meaningless next to the emotions you stir. The beauty within you is breathtaking, the wonder that you share it all openly is heart touching. |
| Posted by Scott Utley on 01/27/09 at 07:05 AM Oh how I wonder what this means to you? Beautiful. |
| Posted by Charles E Minshall on 01/30/09 at 06:34 AM A pleasing poem Maria. Makes me wish I could join you on the terrace....CharMin |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 01/30/09 at 09:16 PM Lovely, Maria. I like how you each shared something with the other, her offering seems to carry you out into everything. Thank you. |
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