Feathered Bed



Fairy tales with happy-ever-after endings
True love blossoms in each one
Fidelity is never questioned
All is true in this dream world, not so in ours
Fables reflect gems of truth or
Figments of our imaginations?

Feathered bed or bed of tacks?
Child-like optimism leads me to feathered bed!
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Image Credit

© rgb for “On Dragonfly Wings with Buttercup Tea”, 2011

Entry for The Gooseberry Garden
Poetry Picnic Week 12: Feathers, Fidelity, Figment, and Fables

About becca givens

Becca is an artist, poet, and animal communicator. She delights in cooking, nurturing, and sharing a rich spiritual life with others on the Path.
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18 Responses to Feathered Bed

  1. Andy says:

    Hello Becca.
    Congratulations! You were picked for Poem of the Week over at The Gooseberry Garden.

    Thoughts Of Beauty In The Stillness Of Dawn

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  2. Ray says:

    Very good sweetheart!

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  3. Poets Rally says:

    love it.

    Happy Thursday.

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  4. Andy says:

    Hello.
    Doesn’t matter what lies ahead for me, I will always believe in love…it’s what I know, what I write about & who I am.
    I do like how you incorporated all the themes in one.
    Nice imagery too.

    LOL at creativitytothemax’s comment!

    Thanks for sharing & visiting. I appreciate it.

    Heaven Is You

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  5. loved that.. :-).. Happy Ever After is sent your way.. along with a few Angel feathers of love and light…. have a great week Becca.. xx Sue

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  6. sweet childhood remembered.
    how divine.

    🙂

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  7. Poets United says:

    Thank you for joining Poets United. I have added your blog to our blogroll so others can discover you and your wonderful poetry. Poets United is what you make of it so explore, comment often and it will lead to folks doing so in return. We look forward to visiting your blog and reading your poetry.

    Ink runs from the corners of my mouth
    There is no happiness like mine.
    I have been eating poetry.
    ~Mark Strand

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  8. I so agree. We hide in our fairtyles or maybe they set us up for failure 😦
    happy gooseberry day!!!

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  9. Renee Espriu says:

    You and I are on the same page today, Becca! Wonderfully written and image fits well.

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  10. Morning says:

    brilliant take on the theme,
    smiles.

    a job well done.
    🙂

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  11. Lovely take on fidelity, Becca. Lives lived in optimism may be wrong sometimes, but they are not constantly looking for proofs of their pessimism!

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  12. thingy says:

    Yep, I love the child’s take. I also like how you got all the subjects in. Terrific. : )

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  13. You captured that childhood beauty. Excellent.

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  14. Your inner child is much too young for a feather bed . . .unless of course she sleeps alone.

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  15. Well done Becca. A complete different form as my haiku about feather(s)

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