My Daily Prompt – Entrance


The warm breeze
sweeps across my face;
sending tendrils of hair
floating in the soft sunlight.

The blue open door;
the drifter and the gypsy;
such as the likes
of weathered wood
gathered by the waves.

The commoners laugh
as they frolic along
the buffet table,
partaking in the endless feast.

Floating “V”
drifts lazily along;
above the grainy floor
with no urgency displayed.

It’s a quiet invitation,
where all are welcome;
with no prejudice
or judgement.

It beacons to me to enter;
join with the natives;
if only for a moment.

Surrounding my senses;
engulfed by it’s
unreplicable fragrance
and melodic song.

It woes me gently
as I enter;
the impeccable solitude
of a welcomed utopia.



4 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Austin
    Apr 23, 2014 @ 19:00:19

    Very nice. This poetry thing might be your calling. 🙂



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