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[title] => View From a Window
[time] => 2004-07-31 07:37:19
[hometext] => When you are on holiday, miles away from home and troubles, everything just seems perfect.I wish I was back there now
[bodytext] => On a balcony, not too high, looking straight out to sea In my perfect world I am the sun, reborn each day Gardens carpeted with lush green lawn Flowers throw colours to the fire in the sky Swallows dip within inches of my face Everything is golden in this clearest of days A short distance ahead, over the steady rise of dunes The gentle sway of the sea calms like a lullabye Met on the horizon by the blue of the sky Barely a whisp of white like the other days past For these two weeks I am my different self Sold is my spirit to the sound of the waves Banished is another life, troubles safely stowed No need to pick them up until I return As the view before me transforms itself to dusk My view of the world is rekindled and alive There is hope, there is life, wishes and dreams Decisions no more stressful than which shirt to wear I look at my world, not so much to tell the time More to will it to slow, too soon it is over It is true, I am a chameleon to my surroundings Here shining splendour, like a bird of paradise At home, tucked away in the dark of a winter day Like a hibernating bear, unaware of passing moments Here simplicity wakes me excitedly, wafts sunglows to my room The morning rush not traffic but the energy within Sights and sounds in a distant land, a concerto in my head Where horses tap a steady beat, pulling carriages gleaming white At mignight roaming quieter stree, listening to cicada call If this is not my tomorrow when I sleep, do not wake me at all [comments] => 7 [counter] => 203 [topic] => 18 [informant] => puppy_dog_eyes [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Holiday Poetry )
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