Poetic Thoughts

Building castles above the clouds,

gardens of magical flowers,

is the wonder of the life I lead,

as silvery as the spring rains –

while poetic thoughts fill the mind.

 

In a golden yellow light,

I see the heavens above,

the beauty of nature

and the glory of love.

 

People all around me,

smile knowing what a dreamer I am,

but then they lose sight,

of rainbows bright.

 

I know that there will be,

many more shining moments for me,

for I see so much more

and feel emotions with my heart and soul.

 

No paper remains blank,

when in the dark of night,

inspiration fills my soul

and beautiful music the muses make.

 

Far, far into the night,

fingers over the keyboard fly,

thoughts like butterflies,

flicker here and there.

 

The heart cannot be sated,

until poetic thoughts the paper fill,

come and do what you will,

words keep flowing till light streaks the sky.

 

The muses nod and smile,

poetic thoughts like a river flow,

lights still flickering low

and on and on we go.

 

When my days head toward sunset,

when the stars start beckoning to me,

still smiling I will be,

leaving behind my golden grains of wisdom.

 

Leaving this world,

in the arms of my muses,

once more I’ll poetically sigh

and smiling say good-bye.

Then my love will greet me,

so happy we will be,

tripping the light fantastic –

across the Milky Way.

Rasma Raisters

I am a dreamer, a poet and a writer. These are my passions as well as music. My hometown is NYC. I just relocated back to the U.S and am settled in Daytona Beach, Florida with my wonderful cat Sid.

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Rasma Raisters

I am a dreamer, a poet and a writer. These are my passions as well as music. My hometown is NYC. I just relocated back to the U.S and am settled in Daytona Beach, Florida with my wonderful cat Sid.

6 thoughts on “Poetic Thoughts

  • October 15, 2018 at 12:43 AM
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    Beautifully penned verse, Rasma. It is such a comfort to know a loved one waits to once again greet you with open arms and open heart. Lovely work dear poet.

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  • October 16, 2018 at 2:00 AM
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    Nicely penned, Rasma, as we poets spend our lives finding beauty in language. You attest our yearning minds in creating verse for hearts to sate and enjoy. Lovely work my friend.

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  • October 17, 2018 at 2:12 AM
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    A lovely poem, Rasma. I like the imagery of this stanza in particular
    “Far, far into the night,

    fingers over the keyboard fly,

    thoughts like butterflies,

    flicker here and there.”

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