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K
Kailashana2
May 17, 2011 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

blue glass ceiling

in dreams
the corridor to you
remains open
you say
"enter, my Love"

no bridges, no rivers
to cross,
nothing to say
nothing but this
opening

there are no words,
only poems,
there are no poems
only poets, there are
no poets
only lovers who dream.

About This Poem

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: Ohio, USA

Favorite Poets: Bokonon: “Let your life be the poem you write”. , I'm still writing.....

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S

scribbler

14 years 2 months ago

hello

I like the title and the poem but can't reconcile the two of them lol.................stan

K

Kailashana2

14 years 2 months ago

howdy Stan, neither can I.

howdy Stan, neither can I. how's them apples? we finally agree!

actually i was at a loss for a title, then I looked at one of my paperweights, and voila! a title!

~A

S

scribbler

14 years 2 months ago

LOL

where should historical marker be placed? lol. Is this a request for title suggestions? The only time I asked membership for suggestions for a title it came out very well........................stan

K

Kailashana2

14 years 2 months ago

Actually Stan, the title was

Actually Stan, the title was a bit of serendipity.

Blue refers to sky and glass of course you see through and ceiling means limits.

So I think it works.

~A

Nordic cloud

Nordic cloud

14 years 1 month ago

Anna can't you see

Anna can't you see
the title is the setting
the ceiling of the placing of the two
and the light cast on them is beautiful blue.

Transparent, at least the first half,
then poetry creeps in to take centre stage
and we lose the two in our philosophising.

Love as aye Ann

Bonitaj

Bonitaj

14 years 2 months ago

Wow Anna!

I drifted right up there... To the glass ceiling with one read. It's ethereal, light and uplifting.
Bloody marvelous is what it is!
Boni

Rottiestyl

Rottiestyl

14 years 2 months ago

This writer lives for dreams.

This writer lives for dreams. I can go any where and with anyone I want. No questions, no obstacles, no rules. I love this poem for it's simplicity. And by the way the title drew me in hook line and sinker, I LOVE great titles. You have a winner here in all aspects.

Rottie - Kim
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