grotto dweller
floor
of peat,
canopy
of evergreen
subtle hint of musk
golden sunlight streaming
here, a wide-eyed girl could dream
in solitary blissfulness
this place where faerie folk assembled
where the muse was e’er so near
I spent hours listening
to whispers on the breeze
bumblebees, birdsong,
leaves, a-flutter,
in this place
my heart
soared
~kat
For NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo Challenge Day 28; Describe a bedroom from your past in a series of descriptive paragraphs or a poem. It could be your childhood room, your grandmother’s room, a college dormitory or another significant space from your life.
like mercury colliding... 
April 29th, 2020 at 12:58 am
A place to dream. 👍
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April 29th, 2020 at 6:31 am
I spent many hours there when I was 6 years old.
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April 29th, 2020 at 7:54 am
I could guess!
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April 29th, 2020 at 11:33 am
Sounds like a place my inner child would love.
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April 29th, 2020 at 1:15 pm
Oh it was a magical place! I’ll never forget the hours I spent there!
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April 29th, 2020 at 4:44 pm
I don’t suppose many youngsters are allowed to have such fantastic places to dream away their days now. Reminds me very much of my early years.
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April 29th, 2020 at 4:47 pm
Once upon a time, when kids could head out the door at dawn and return when the street lights came on, we had the freedom to explore all sorts of wonderful things. Since then I’m afraid the world has become a scarier place. It saddens me.
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