The flowers of her garden dress as royal as any court,
With tresses of petals, in colors suitable for lady and lord.
Silken are the fabrics of each tailored coat and tails.
Orchestras of birds sing their unison of Haydn and Ravel.
The lady is exalted queen
Of a private and grand kingdom...
Proud of bearing, yet humbly she greets,
The blessing of each bowed blossom.
My angular and wandering travels....
- Wayne Cook
- Duncanville, TX, United States
- I'm an international person, having spent 6+years of my youth in various Central and South American countries. Within my occupation as a television engineer, I've since traveled back to Mexico several times to film various religious sites, to Ireland to film a video documentary on the life of St. Patrick, to Portugal and England. Each time I took hundreds of pictures, wrote songs and poems about the things I saw and heard and felt go on around me, and tried to absorb a sense for what people in each locale thought. How they love, how they see, how they think.... My other sites: www.myspace.com/mothtoacandle http://community.webshots.com/user/waynocook www.soundclick.com/eddieaustin
1 comment:
This is so special Wayne...What did I do to earn the "queen" title? "From strangers to friends was just a baby step..." and you are my best friend. Thank you! Corina
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