Bohemian soul

by Devina

… Feels about as light as lead

Cocooned in a sturdy shell

Of uncertain thoughts,

And steady-getting foot steps

One day I’ll break through all the faltering

I’ll burst forth in supernova fashion

Even if to be seen by my eyes alone

For now, I hoard fanciful dreams

Of green fields, bagpipes, ribbons and gypsies

Of lilting flutes and gently rolling hills to proudly jutting cliffs

Of glittering shifting planes of watery expanses

Where they worship the earth and writhe in earnest to rain dances

One day I’ll shift my limbs to mine own tunes

With my toes wriggling in the sandy shores

Tangoing with the wind and sigh to Chinese caresses

Until then, my bohemian soul lays nestled deep

Softly slumbering, waiting for the dawn

So it could spear through the fields of drowsy clouds

Like King Arthur’s sword laced with Merlin’s enchanted fire

© Devina S.

6 Comments to “Bohemian soul”

  1. Reblogged this on Hot chocolate and books and commented:

    Freshly dusted from my drafts.

  2. Love the line ‘One day I’ll shift my limbs to mine own tunes’ . . . May that day come sooner than later! Blessings . . .

  3. I love this! My favorite lines:

    For now, I hoard fanciful dreams

    Like King Arthur’s sword laced with Merlin’s enchanted fire

    Russ

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