Dancing Among the Sunflowers

Deep in a land of slumber
A vision appeared in a dream,
A little white house
With a long wrapping porch,
Hidden away from the city
In a place rural and peaceful,
Out the door I run to explore
Seeing a wondrous site like never before,
As far as my eye could see
Further than my imagination could reach,
A endless roll of sunflowers
Streaming seemingly to the horizon,
A golden glow lit by the setting sun
And swaying slightly in the cool night breeze,
I swing and sway my way through the rows
With blossoms nearly past my head,
I twirl and twirl like
A fairy tale princess
Dancing among the sunflowers

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About this blog...

All poems posted here are written by myself, and I hope the ownership of my work will be respected.

I am 25 years old, and have been writing since I was 8. All poetry is dedicated to the teacher, Miss Charlotte, who first introduced me to this genre of writing.

Challenges

I use several writing prompts, mostly photographic prompts, for my work. Often when I am not consumed by a thought or emotion, I need a little help in writing. I subscribe to two photo blogs as listed further below for prompts. I also take challenges to write about random words on my Twitter. A new challenge I am using is from Deviant Art. I look at the first page of the most popular photography in the last 8 hours and take one to write about.