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Post by mysticbluebell on Jul 21, 2013 20:08:44 GMT
The new Weekly Theme should not make you hesitate by the "strange" title!
Shangri-la (paradisial place)
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Post by doreen23 on Jul 21, 2013 20:39:17 GMT
My Shangri-la
My brother’s garden is a bit of heaven
Away from the worries and cares of life
A place I can sit and be at peace
As I forget about everyday strife.
Lots of trees, so cool and shady
Where the birds also like to visit
Germaniums and lavender bushes
Sweet fragrances where-ever I sit
There is a breakfast room for mornings
And a special place for tea
For the gardens has many rooms
Yet I know where I love to be
For my favourite place in the garden
As I just let the hours drift by
Is my special Shangri-la
under a cloudless sky
Doreen E Hampshire
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Post by mysticbluebell on Jul 22, 2013 16:34:57 GMT
Great Poem Doreen, THIS really IS Shangri-La. Thanks for your Support! Happy Summer!
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Post by puddles on Jul 23, 2013 1:01:32 GMT
Dee, love just where your Shangri-la hides under a cloudless sky.
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Post by puddles on Jul 23, 2013 1:32:59 GMT
The Island of Shangri-la
Beyond the rainbows and checkered skies
hides an island not often seen
a mystery that often cries
of melodies we do deem
This place we call Shangri-la
holds sweet dreams for one and all
no pains or hurts for that's the law
forgiveness lines behind the shawl
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Post by mysticbluebell on Jul 23, 2013 16:11:56 GMT
Wonderful meaning of your Shangri-La, Roland, thanks a lot.
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Post by mysticbluebell on Jul 23, 2013 16:14:23 GMT
Shangri-La
Could I go back to Shangri-La,
A place I saw only once
I proved myself that it was true,
This paradise where angels dance.
There with the palm trees in moonshine
The sand remained warm all night.
Alone and far from home I sat
Watched the waves mirror the star light.
The rumbling breakers out in the reef,
A white line behind the turquoise.
Beauty so unreal it seemed -
Every moment was glamorise.
Dreams to travel around the world
To South-Sea with thousand isles,
Were always the goal I aimed for
Not knowing much about miles.
Those places back then still innocent
With magic and mystical ways,
Have changed with the world and I
Might not like it now, they say.
When I parted from this beautiful place
Sure that I will return soon,
I had no idea that there comes a time
When this wish is left with the moon.
Still for my Shangri-La I yearn
Though would want to go there with you.
We share the life, so I desire
That you know my Shangri-La too!
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Post by doreen23 on Jul 24, 2013 7:38:34 GMT
Shangri-La sounds wonderful to both of you Mystic ad Puddles Well done both of you
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Post by puddles on Jul 24, 2013 11:16:24 GMT
Thanks Dee, and a wonderful Shangri-La from you Mystic, if only the places we write about could be real.
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