phantom treasure, impending wealth
hoarded by limbo in that early pause
trapped in the space of unsteady gray
between dawn and the first ray of light
not be exhumed, not to be refound
phantom treasures that leave no mark
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lovely sentiments. no mark but forever remembered. sweet :-)
"trapped in the space of unsteady gray"
TW, the link just struck me...
mine is
"not be exhumed, not to be refound", superb Sue..I love how you called it phantom treasure, thanks.
phantom treasures....brilliant sue..
***trapped in the space of unsteady gray
between dawn and the first ray of light
***
and the images which followed were worth it...it definitely cannot be refound!!!
Your poems are a true treasure, especially over a cup of coffee waiting for the "unsteady gray" to dissolve -- or any time of day for that matter.
unsteady grey..i have been feeling like that lately...
i loved the title..
oh this is very good, especially the second stanza, so well painted.
that works on several levels, intriguing words
Sue,
Truly, dreams are a treasures unto themselves.
You see the world through kind eyes!
rel
Brilliant as ever - well chosen words, perfect line endings. i loved the way you used internal rhyme in the second stanza.
Phantom treasure - well done, you! So much to think about in these few lines.
Beautiful poem, as usual! Always enjoy yours.
such is a dream.....
I love the way you turn a phrase: "in that early pause". So nice just to feel the words as I read them.
This poem is the true treasure.. it was so beautiful..
I loved how you put it.. phantom treasure indeed...
Wonderfully done, with such a wealth of ideas in a few lines. Well done.
Do you know what I think? Your poems are little treasures I get to enjoy each week! :)
Aonther little gem!
I always read your poems several times to get the full effect. They make me think and I so admire your word choices. Yes, dreams are little treasures just like your poems!
Wonderful poem and I loved that first stanza.
Lovely!
"trapped in the space of unsteady gray
between dawn and the first ray of light"
... Great way of describing what to me is the most fascinating hour of the day.
Very unusual take.'Phantom treasures'.Read it twice.Liked it both times.:-)
Oooo, treasure! I will have to write mine later but I am inviting you to play along in a meme if you would like. Check it out at http://miscellanymom.blogspot.com/2008/01/wish-list-meme.html
The images coming from this little treasure are breathtaking!
Fenny
as always tw your prose is a treasure of words and images..
To me it seems that the treasure is the hidden potential of the coming day.
You have such a wonderful way with words.
So full of mystery. I love how this flows. Great pic too!
Yes, amazing! there is a special treasure round about daylight - just before or just after - somewhere in that space between.
I think you have captured it in your 'unsteady gray' reference.
You and your poems are a true Treasure ... Thank YOU!
I have always liked treasures that on the outside may not look like the typical treasure but to the spirit they most surely are....very nice as always, Tumblewords.
S
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