MUSED
BellaOnline Literary Review
Out of the Mist by Verne L. Thayer

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Poetry


While Gazing at the Water

Arthur Turfa

While gazing at the water
absorbed in my own thoughts,
a voice calls my name, clear
and lovely as a thousand chimes
each caressed by a gentle breeze,
a whisper reaching a crescendo.

My eyes turn to the green field’s
edge, where begins the grove.
Her smile like sunlight, she
calls again, her eyes dancing
and shining upon my approach.

Everything once lost restored,
every care converted into joy.
In our embrace every moment
past, every moment to come
melts into an unending now.




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Reader Feedback:
beautiful---I have to publish my poetry and Hakiu s
~DIANE

Magic poem, almost breeze caressing the face. Love, tenderness, passion, all wrapped in a very interesting musicality.
Congrats Arthur
~Graça

Love sung expressively and filled with subtle seduction. Arthur's poetry is full of magic and enchantment. Always wonderful to read.
~Graça Costa