Poetic Expression

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Monday, October 15, 2012

Today's Dream

Today's indulgent melodies,

Daydream perfect visions,

Painted of moonlit moments,

As eyes dance like gemstones of desire,

Along the ocean shoreline.

—Michele Cameron Drew

Saturday, January 29, 2011

At Dawn

Awakening at dawn,
the sun's fingers unfolding,
trace rays of color,
across the far reaching hand,
of the sky.

—Michele Cameron Drew

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Guardian Angel

original artwork by author

I was so lonely,
A heart filled with despair,
Mourning for a lost love,
Crying tears of sorrow.

My heart had given up hope.
I had all but forgotten my dreams.
I walked alone into the night,
Under a cloak of darkness.

Suddenly a brilliant light flooded the sky,
A streak of lightening, a clap of thunder.
You appeared beneath a full moon,
And reached out to me.

I was afraid,
Afraid to let you near,
To love, to trust, to feel,
But you did not give up.

You dried my tears of sorrow.
You took my hand into your own,
And wrapped yourself around me,
Enveloping me in your warmth.

Echoes of the moonlight shined upon us,
And upon the water's edge,
As you opened up your heart to me,
And held me to it fast.

As the hours flew by I saw the vision,
That you showed me of a new day,
One of love and happiness,
One of timelessness and dreams fulfilled.

As the golden light of morning sun,
Beckoned us from the night,
You lifted me into your arms,
And carried me up to the heavens.

The new day had begun,
And I could see the light,
Like a million tiny candles,
All burning soft and bright.

Now I will not walk alone again,
I have everything I need,
For you are the guardian of my life,
An angel from a dream.

—Michele Cameron Drew

Thursday, February 12, 2009

Still waters of thine eyes call out to me,
Tranquility in sapphire pools of light.
As skyward angels illumine the night,
Melodic splendor emanates from thee.
Exquisiteness of oceans won't compare,
And neither will magnificence of skies,
To taunting star of sapphire in thine eyes,
That bares the symphony thy soul doth share.

As waves that pound against a rugged cliff,
Tumultuous my life may sometimes seem.
Thee shelter me and keep me safe and whole,
Beloved, thou art blessed with such a gift.
And when I reach for thee with eyes of dreams,
Thy solace washes softly o'er my soul.

—Michele Cameron Drew