Tuesday, 7 April 2009


These enchanting notions that float in with spring.
Calm is the day, when you peer through that sun drenched haze.
And you lay there. Go on. Soak it up.
The sun, The breeze.
The softness of a petals touch
As it grazes your face, so gentle.
Oh if only this state of slumber could last.
Beneath these trees in this very park.
And spring this year it seems
Reminds me of my most slow and heavy dreams.
I promise to let the fullness of my skirt billow out.
I promise to not be concerned with grass stains or feel the need to shout.
Spring is approaching
and through the tranquility of this haze
I see prints of miniture florals that my grandmother would treasure,
I see multitudes of colour as diluted as my mood,
Then just when my dreamy state gives way
the pupils of my half-open eyes dilate
I feel a sudden shudder of unapologetic, remarkable colour! -

Oh how you take my breath away...

1 comment:

Anna said...

Oooh those first two dresses are beautiful! I want them ):