18Aug2012 The Dream Posted in Creative Writing, Dream, Personal, Poetry, Thoughts, Writing by Kira The Dream My Kira A. Moore I stand, Upon cliffs, Cloud kissed And cold. The past Lost in Mists, Forgotten. Before me, Infiniti stretches, Blue green, And foaming. I spread Wings Of dreams and soar. About these ads Share this:TwitterFacebookGoogle +1PinterestLike this:Like Loading...
Finally I have re-connected with your blog – great photos and as per a lovely set of poetic words. Juno Reply
Welcome back! I’m glad you found me again, I’m sorry for any problems you had after I relocated. I was having so much trouble with the original site I had to do a complete makeover. Hopefully this will be the only time for a few years. Reply
This was really nicely written, Kira..especially these lines, ‘The past Lost in Mists, Forgotten…’ Reply
Finally I have re-connected with your blog – great photos and as per a lovely set of poetic words.
Juno
Welcome back!
I’m glad you found me again, I’m sorry for any problems you had after I relocated. I was having so much trouble with the original site I had to do a complete makeover. Hopefully this will be the only time for a few years.
Wonderfully Written !
Thank you!
This was really nicely written, Kira..especially these lines, ‘The past
Lost in
Mists,
Forgotten…’
Thank you.
Gorgeous picture.
Enjoyed the verse- nicely paced. Good imagery
Thank you,.
Most awesome!
Thanks!
Your poems are so beautiful, Kira
I’m glad you enjoy them.