Dreams on my Pillow in Warm Sydney

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In the middle of summer

I’m dreaming of winter

Of white landscapes

And giant snowflakes

On the frosted window

Dreams on my pillow

Tomorrow’s the day

We’ll take out the sleigh

Ride over valley and hill

For sure we will

Past snow-clad pines

While sparkling sun shines

The horse’s bells ring

Our merry hearts sing

We’ll build a snowman

A true wintry showman

Look, his nose is a carrot

There sits a parrot

Who flew out of his cage

It’s quite a rage

To view this sight

This is not right

It’s bitterly cold

The parrot is bold

As well as foolish

For soon he will perish

He wants to speak

But starts to shriek

Anguish internal

Shrieks infernal

Filling my aching ears

With blue-murder fears

I yell out “Shut up”

And instantly wake up

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©2012 Irina Dimitric

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About irinadim

Kookaburra sweet, you neither chirp nor tweet. Your laughter is much like mine, my cackle is much like thine. We are two sister souls, one clad in feathers, the other in clothes. ~ Irina ~ I’m a budding blogger. Poetry and photography are my newest passions, living in perfect harmony inspiring each other. I like both free verse and form poetry and am quite proud to let you know that I am the creator of a new form named ‘tercetonine’. Blog Name: Irina's Poetry Corner Blog URL: http://irinadim.com
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10 Responses to Dreams on my Pillow in Warm Sydney

  1. Andy Oldham says:

    I really enjoyed this! 🙂

  2. Lucia says:

    It is a beautiful written with colors winter, I like this.
    Have a nice day !

  3. Aquileana says:

    Beautifully penned dear Irina.
    I absolutely enjoyed the rhythmic games, assonances and dissonances and the eloquent metaphors..

    As well as foolish/ For soon he will perish .
    He wants to speak/ But starts to shriek
    Anguish internal/ Shrieks infernal

    In the meantime ,giant snowflakes keep on slipping on the frosted window

    Hugs from Aquileana 🙂

  4. Oh what fun! With the parrot and all 🙂

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