Emerald movement

Your words spin through my soul

Wrapped in ribbons of green

You move through my universe

Silk threaded skies on high

Emerald beauty

Cascading atmosphere of gems.

My colored days found

Ends of rainbows caught like drops of diamonds

Slipping down the screen of sleep

And far away the night calls to remember

The beauty often caught and then forgotten

With the break of each dawn,

As sun rises over the faithful

We say a prayer for simple moments,

Of amazing memories,

Of colors united in life

Wrapped like a sweet gift

Round the universe

All touched with the beauty

This life shining on.


8 thoughts on “Emerald movement

  1. Oops, tired mind just hit publish…crap…now I have to dream up another for tomorrow….aye carrumba, I think Bart said….goodnight my friend…..peace, K oh, and thank you…just because😊


  2. Thanks Sheldon, working on my piece for tomorrow am, dark spirals taking shape in my mind. Just returned from a writers seminar, lots of info…still processing. Have an excellent weekend and smoke something good too, okay? Peace and happy Friday, Always, K


  3. And to you too. I don’t celebrate it except for perhaps a pint of Guinness if I’m a good girl. I’m of German ancestry so if it were sauerkraut, I’d be all over it😊 happy St pats my friend☘🍀😊


  4. What a beautiful poem for St. Patrick’s day! 🙂
    My 5 year old asked yesterday: “What do people do on St. Patrick’s day?”. “They drink beer,” I said. “Oh….” he says all disappointed, “I think they should chocolate instead.”. 🙂

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