August 27th, 2010

Soul Jewels

Stars like jewels seed the sky
Blooming flowers drenching the black bed of night,
Shining above creeks and rivers and dreamers
Resurrected until the sun turns them transparent.

But you can drink them while they’re fresh
On a blanket tossed on the ground,
They pour into your mouth and eyes
Universal juice to the soul.

Night after night after night…

6 Responses to “Soul Jewels”

  1. Deanna Schrayer Says:

    Absolutely gorgeous Drain, and just what I needed. Thank you. :)

  2. Dorraine Says:

    So happy to offer you a cup of cheer today. Be blessed, my friend, and thanks much.

  3. Elizabeth Says:

    What a beautiful poem Draine! And the picture is the perfect compliment to it.
    I love it all, but that second line!!! I could dwell there for hours.

    Beautifully done,

  4. Dorraine Says:

    I do sometimes dwell there for hours when I can get away with it! Appreciate your sweet comment, E!

  5. Deanna Schrayer Says:

    Drain! I just realized I forgot to tell you that I made something for you, to celebrate your words on International Literacy Day, (so sorry I’m behind):

    Thank you for your lovely words!

  6. dorraine Says:

    Oh, Deanna, that’s so kind of you! Thank you so much. I do appreciate it. FYI-this morning I went over to e-blogger to check comments, and post on blogs and I had a new follower-or so I thought. When I clicked on the icon, it infected my computer!

    So, sadly, I cannot post there until that, whatever the heck it is, removed. It just makes me so mad! And the sad thing is, I can’t warn other blogger’s who visit me there. If they happen to click on that icon, thinking it’s a follower, their computer will get zapped, too.

    Have you ever had this happen? It’s disheartening. Anyway, I’ll thank you from the bottom of my heart here, since I won’t be signing in there until fixed. Be careful out there!

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