Open Poetry #44 |
Liberate |
Chalmette Guy Senior Member
since 2009-03-11
Posts 1257Louisiana |
The words are wild stallions Penned inside the mind All in a state of eagerness Waiting, and biding their time Oh, to be free under the sun To roam the verdant green fields I cannot begin to express How much their wildness heals The wind through the hair As you soar across the plain Freedom is a real, tangible thing In this way shall not be tamed Liberate me, set the words to run Let them over you, cascade Set on fire as immortal as the sand To burn, rather than fade |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
You set free some dynamic imagery to roam these blues pages. A free running horse, mane flowing in the wind, is an inspiring exquisite sight. |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
Liberate me, set the words to run Let them over you, cascade Gladly! *S* You write the analogy brilliantly with images that impress and linger... Sheer excellence! |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
How liberating it is when "The words are wild stallions"!!! Love the vitality of that concept!!! Write on! Ride on! EA |
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