I amongst the glimmering glades.

I amongst the children run
Throughout the glen in seeking fun.
As high above the children hung
Sway un-sung songs of silent motion.

I amongst the glimmering glades.
Dream of love as reality fades.
Dreaming of a form that would
Know mine as her own.

I amongst the faceless stand
Preaching tongues don’t understand
Faithless pity rules this land
This land of shallow nightmares.

I amongst the clouds do swim
Upon a rainbow flow
I upon a wishful whim
Will one day come to know.

The love I seek is far from meek
The streets are mine for my feet to beat
Take a ticket, take your seat
Greet those that you meet.

‘Good day to you, may the skies be blue
Whenever your feeling down.
For the dispersion of the clouds
Is nothing but the reversal of your frown.’

I amongst the lovers run
Running as the rabbit runs
Dying are the young ones
Beneath a setting sun.

I amongst the bluebells crouch
Seeking Fairyland moon by moon
Ferry me home in the palm of your hand
Know home, I’ll see you soon.

poem by David Lacey
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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