Open Poetry #31 |
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Rolling Hills |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa ![]() |
I’m falling into you and going with your flow rolling from your peak into the depths below feeling, touching, sensing, your emotive drive and making contact inwardly with your energy. How vibrant and alive is the force of your desire in spurts pulsing outward into a chasm wide prepared and made ready by the power of the sun gently breaking through the shadows of the past. In displays of all your glory I am humbled more and kneel before the view not ever seen before but soon my passion grows to the level of my eyes and overturns convention’s most peculiar customs. You move into the distance and yet are standing still in preparation for the birth of mountains from a hill but your green and fertile valleys remain inviolate and the way you rise and dip a permanent feature. Still tomorrow you’ll be there, I will be elsewhere, and the start of it all remains a mystery evermore! Helen |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
very descriptive, vivid imagery here wonderful write |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Thanks, passing shadows. They were indeed just rolling hills beautiful in the season of love - oh, I mean summer! ![]() |
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