Poem -

~ This Is My Stay ~

~ This Is My Stay ~

I am content to live
Within,
The imagination, 
This,
Is my stay...

I see how plenty, 
How ever expanding it is,
The all, a rich array
Of ever combining colors
With which to paint,
And to never,
Ever,
Fade away,
This, 
Is my stay...

My glorious garden, my bridge,
My gateway
Into possibilities scarcely heard,
Fair whispers and inclinations
Where new music can be made,
With purple compliments
Providing shade
Beneath which,
Rich ideas have no graves
Only wellsprings and matinees
Inking inspiration,
It is here
I would eat, sleep, and pray,
Yes this,
This,
Is my stay....

Where,
Time knows no days
And worries have no prey
Where,
Upon passion's picnic blankets
Are served
Golden words
Which only ever convey
A never ending display
Of heavenly ballets
And opportunities to say
Anything you wish
Through
Poetry, book, or play
For,
Within the imagination
True inspiration
Never disobeys,
And never,
Ever,
Fades away
Yes, this,
This,
Is my stay...

Tony Taylor

 

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Marion

Where mortal reality can never enter. I think you have described a kind of heaven here Tony, imagination is the only place we can ever have total control and can never get hurt. Nice to see you back x

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Being Me

Oooooh ...this is utterly brilliant, Tony! I love the way you repeat, "this is my stay." 

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Tony Taylor

WOW!!!....thanx so much BEING ME!!.....I apologize
for having not seen this sooner!!....THANK YOU!!....you
are one of the few poets on this site I look forward to!!....thank
you again dear poet sister!!.....you are very kind!.....LOVE & ROCKETS!!.....T xo : )

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