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Midnight Garden
By Leith Plunkett
The toadstools lower their heads
Their tears of midnight dew glittering under star light
while the silence embraces
She sits here cross legged ringed in despair
Her diary untouched by the stroke of pens
where pages and wishes are written on the wind
and dotted with tears
Much heartbreak spilled
…too much
and the age of innocence long time butchered by reality
But still she wishes and dreams for the times…
…
…
She skipped…
She danced…
She laughed…
The small song birds joined her choir
and she sang in tunes only a father could appreciate
The garden was her playground
and the toadstool ring of wishing bound her secrets
She Looked...
She waited…
She listened…
It was like waiting for Christmas morning
A door on the horizon with the welcome mat on the wrong side
A miniature world beneath toadstool umbrellas
where dreams and possibilities
stretched further than arms could reach
…………….but the small song birds no longer kiss her ears
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© 2009 Leith Plunkett
Published on Friday, May 22, 2009.
Filed under:
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On Tuesday, December 12, 2017, Cassette
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wrote:
"The toadstools lower their heads " wow, right off that bat, that line!
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On Sunday, June 14, 2009, disposable
(105) wrote:
you made me feel like a voyeuristic fairy amongst the toad stools-this took me on a melancholy and fantastical journey. thank you. its beautiful and full of grace.
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A former member wrote:
This is a pure magical decoration of pastel description,...wonderous and sad where animation comes to life by the flesh of the man that told a tale and gave it pulse,...beautiful, beautiful stuff mate.
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On Tuesday, May 26, 2009, openureyes
(56) wrote:
hmm...i love the visions. i would love to be able to paint a picture as you do with these words. beautiful :)
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On Saturday, May 23, 2009, Narcissa
(404) wrote:
I'm transported into a fairy realm...even with the sadness...my heart is still light and forever reaching for those toadstools...this made me smile....
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On Saturday, May 23, 2009, NikesRain
(1298) wrote:
stunning... delicate tone with shimmering visions laced ever gently with a soft sadness... excellent blend and voice
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A former member wrote:
I felt this resonate in my very being...almost too beautiful to bear. I'm enchanted.
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A former member wrote:
...and there it is. the beauty that i needed to suffocate this drowing dae. . .. . .. something so pristinely delicate and how....how i hope this remains truth, despite the pain of ending.....some songs are too resonant to be unheard or forgotten.
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