From the Pocket of a Dream


Was it a magic spell
a Cupid’s arrow
that hit the heart
so strongly
And now –
it bleeds in sweetness

For the first time

My thoughts like birds
like our screaming gulls
outside the window
fly only where you are

It must have been magic
creating a world for us
a palace
a castle
with the happy walls around it
a place no one would find
a fantasy of our own

My heart – enchanted
wants to keep you

And now –
your verdict is
to stay in that prison

For the first time

And locked forever

© Eclipse 2008 – 2011

Prompted by Poets United


5 comments on “*Magic*

  1. Martin
    April 19, 2011

    Sometimes Cupid’s arrow shoots through our entire self and fetters us to the wall. I hope one day you will be able to fly again.

    • eclipseofthemoon
      April 19, 2011

      Oh what a dark thought, Martin… I thought I wrote a happy poem here…. 🙂

  2. timkeen40
    April 16, 2011

    Very moving indeed. Great poem.

  3. rosemarymonteith
    April 15, 2011

    Really appeals to me.

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