Home of: Prose, Poetry & Contests Prose-n-Poetry

Prose-n-Poetry.com

Email Us [e-mail]
Enter our Poetry Contest and Win a Cash Prize !
Tell your friends! We Pay You to Comment!
Welcome !

Please Sign In
MemberID

password
Save Cookie?  
Get lost password

Join Us

Points Reference

NEW! PnP Contests
Member Contests
Contest Winners

Sailor Moon Home
Games

Members
Moonatics
Gold Writers
Silver Writers
Free Members

Galleries
Sailor Moon

Music
Sailor Moon
Christmas
Read !
Poetry
Stories
Books
Columns
Recipes
MoonNotes
Write !
Poetry
Stories
Books
Recipes
MoonNotes
Workshops
Poetry Workshop
Stories Workshop
Books Workshop
Reference
Poetry Help
Stories Help
F.A.Q

Programs
Sailor Moon Episodes
Banners
Resources

On Line
Lee Hirst
Robert Betts
2 Writers

0 Free Members

2 Members
18 Guests

Visions
by Gregory Christiano (Age: 61)
copyright 11-23-2003


Age Rating: 7 to 127

 
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Floating, a-floating
Across a sleeping sea
O'er many an isle
I floated clear and free

Oh, came I off the cloud,
Off the banks and main.
Oh! Sing I, wake and dawning
Toward the west I came.

Chorus

The night was long
The current strong
The wind a-whistling high,
The sea was deep
The wind would sweep
Me past a lullaby

Ere now I sailed,
With mind so free
See the nighttime settling,
Behind the topmost tree.

Soar to the dawn
To the fringe of heaven.
Soar, to the vast expanse
To the sights of a raven.

All through the night
I heard this singing bird,
In visions of majesty,
Yet n'er heard a single word!

Peace, peace, passion bright high,
Though the night be dark and sighing;
Wake my sleeping limbs to life,
And away, I'm off and flying.

I hear the heathcock craw today,
Near headlands off and calling.
Wafts of breezes nearer the day,
From every bough enthralling.

Chorus

I see so clear the lands beyond,
Its trees of golden sun-lit beam.
Beneath me flung the eventide
Like salmon swimming up a stream.

There grows a flower and greeny leaf,
Its petals kiss and tarry,
A fathom deep, the mermaids weep,
Young maids below must marry.

At half-day's length
This vision's clear
Like sea-nymph, shoal and foaming.
The boatmen near,
The sand o'er there
The sea turns coarse and loamy.

So to the world's edge
A gaudy glare!
Beneath their purple tresses.
From drooping bows
On lands untold,
Young mermaids there caresses.

The rolling mist
Came off the beach;
Crept up along the sand.
The western tide
Did now abide
My vision did withstand.


Prev Chapter Chapter List Next Chapter


Spell Check Rhymer Poetry Analyst


Help Us Stop Plagiarism - Nearly all works at PnP are original. However a few people choose to plagiarize. To check, choose a phrase from the work, then either drag and drop to the search box or copy and paste. click on search and works at Google will be shown which match. Just to be sure, please do this before you recommend or rate the work highly...
Google
If you think this work is plagiarized please


Select a Random Work
from Poetry


Comments on this Article/Poem:
Click on the commenter's name to see their Author's Page

07-01-2004 Mary -BrytEyz- Ball    

Softly she smiled, as she tripped upon words of cotton bedding. Thank you for the peaceful moment to start my day.


11-29-2003 Paul Kangas    

U R A VERY TALENTED POET!


11-27-2003 Janet Owenby    

Gergory this poem Is absolutley awesome. What great imagery and what a great beat. It sounds like an upbeat soong. HIghest ratings for an excellent poem.


11-26-2003 Christopher Doss    

This is incredible. I was having fun making up a tune to go with it too!


11-24-2003 Regina S.    

Wow! This was just beautiful! I absolutely loved the imagery in this!! It sounds a lot more like a daydream than a vision though! ^-^


Visitor Reads: 479
Total Reads: 501
Comments: 5

Author's Page

Email the Author

Add a Comment




Favorite of:





Send Page to a Friend
Points Reference Privacy
PnP Terms of Service Contact Us
  SEO Software

Visitors
View Stats