Delegating inspiration Date: Tuesday, 3rd June 2008 @ 08:23:29 AM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry Contributed By: shelby Night owns this soul, in spheres of multi colors. I dance in moments of fresh drops, falling light spray. Blossoms on the tree’s drooping wet with dew. The song of the blue jay dancing with me creating tune. Fresh cut Iris sitting near me in a vase, watching out the window listen to the rain. I have the lullaby that is most precious of all whispers of the tree’s sigh with the spirits dancing in the halls. The halls and corridors of my heart, spilling freely. Night owns this soul, in spheres of multi colors. Shall we dance in the mist of wet falling to the earth? Listening to the frogs in distances near and far, fragrance of sweet blossoms come to dance along. I shall delegate each moment, turn each lovely page, my heart full of song, my lust of dancing in the rain. Eye’s full of wonder, step light with delight, This moment cannot be stolen it belongs for moments to me. ~Michelle~ This poem is Copyright © shelby Important note: ALL POETRY ON THIS SITE IS COPYRIGHT. If you wish to use any poem for any purpose, please either EMAIL Mick from the sites feedback form, or go to the AUTHOR'S site and EMAIL the author for permission. If you Email Mick for permission on any poem that is not his personal works, he will endeavor to contact the author on your behalf. This poem comes from Your Poetry Dot Com https://www.your-poetry.com/ The URL for this poem is: https://www.your-poetry.com/route.php?page=poetry/PoemDetail&story_id=142917