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i want blue over my middle soul
in evergreen three layer leaves veins of pure leaking through mouth as wide as universe eyes open universe wide triple beamed trunk look on meadow layered in blades of emerald dancing i lay and sleep for a million years non time red dawn purple hope divine love open me dance on my body turned to soul bleed the rainbow where i was born bleeding clouds opening doves whispering wings cover blue pure |
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Absolutely Wonderful....While reading this, outside my window is a fading blue sky, with the sun going down...100 yr old trees swaying in the breeze in paddocks of green, and on the horizon a tinge of orange/purple/red...Complete that with the neighbouring farms flock of doves flying past my window making their way home, and I have the perfect visuals of this write......How cool are you and the Universe...?...
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Absolutely Wonderful....While reading this, outside my window is a fading blue sky, with the sun going down...100 yr old trees swaying in the breeze in paddocks of green, and on the horizon a tinge of orange/purple/red...Complete that with the neighbouring farms flock of doves flying past my window making their way home, and I have the perfect visuals of this write......How cool are you and the Universe...?... cool |
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Absolutely Wonderful....While reading this, outside my window is a fading blue sky, with the sun going down...100 yr old trees swaying in the breeze in paddocks of green, and on the horizon a tinge of orange/purple/red...Complete that with the neighbouring farms flock of doves flying past my window making their way home, and I have the perfect visuals of this write......How cool are you and the Universe...?... Hey, you have tremendous gift writing prose. Very poetic and descriptive. You go, girl |
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Absolutely Wonderful....While reading this, outside my window is a fading blue sky, with the sun going down...100 yr old trees swaying in the breeze in paddocks of green, and on the horizon a tinge of orange/purple/red...Complete that with the neighbouring farms flock of doves flying past my window making their way home, and I have the perfect visuals of this write......How cool are you and the Universe...?... Hey, you have tremendous gift writing prose. Very poetic and descriptive. You go, girl I had to wonder if you were in my computer room when you wrote that poem as what you described perfectly explained the view outside my window in here....Freaky... I am writing prose and the odd short story...Something I have been wanting to get back into for a while now, and I'm doing it, slowly but surely... |
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Edited by
iam4u
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Sat 03/06/10 01:47 AM
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This was very nice Jim,,and she fits your words here very on the spot, I will NOW call her, wink, Whispering wings....
A great write and tribute... |
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