| Open Poetry #45 |
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Harken the Lark |
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Clang Member
since 2005-12-15
Posts 222 |
Walking in willows of wondering I fade to translucent facades Feigning my sharing and caring For whispers alone in the dark I no longer plead for the game Am absent from thoughts absolute A healing and fading occurs When time ticks away in the lark Tomorrow will dawn a new day A cliche, indeed, to resort But true, 'tis none-the-less Reality dims to a spark |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Beautifully written and profound. It all depends on what one considers reality ... Love, Margherita |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
"Walking in willows of wondering" ~ Love that line and your use of alliteration! Beautiful intro to a fine piece of writing! ![]() ![]() EA |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
What an enjoyable read! |
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