Thursday, January 7, 2010

White Billows




MY TRUE COLORS
http://poopsiestruecolours.blogspot.com/2010/01/true-colours-thursday-snow-white.html
WHITE


WHITE BILLOWS.

Blissfully the bedding billows,
Shimmering sheets and perfect pillows,
Wafting the lady to a sleep
Dreamless, peaceful, dark and deep.
Bright the honey-coloured skin
Enhancing the white bed she's in.
Curtains blowing in a breeze
Which wafts a tiny tendril-tease.
Oh that all our nights could be
As perfect as this one we see!
*

Not such a peaceful sleep here:
http://rinklyrimes.blogspot.com/2009/01/281-foot-where.html

See tomorrow's blog for a ferry ride.

2 comments:

Winifred said...

I love this poem and the picture matches it to perfection!

Dogwalk said...

What sweet dreams she must be having! Or not. Maybe just sweet sleep.