Monday, June 13, 2011

Got Poetry Prompt #8


Wings fly around a world of make believe

Through green dells, soaring above rust colored mountains

Where dreams manifest to reality, from childhood tales

Of happily ever after which was shoved down your throat

Flying through this world of make believe

The Love Monkey dances in freedom

Within his cage he know as home

Being born of captivity knowing no true jungle

Daily dreams manifesting to your reality

Giving blue and pink iridescent wings upon your shoulders

Flight as they glisten in the dawn of every new day

Anticipating happily ever after would show up today


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