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Rumpled Silk Skins
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Rumpled Silk Skins |
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ctowen Member Elite
since 2001-10-18
Posts 2286Green Mountains of VT 
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fields of dreams ambered waves grained a feast of gold fit for any king spun by special hands bailed and strung a third rowen ... unpredictable a cut above the rest fiber-filled leaving tenderness rumpled silk skins midas' touched spun by special hands a loving mother with her own dreams naturally In rhythms to a rise the days shall follow ... each Yesterday, each Tomorrow. - Ct/05 |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Craig, I love the title, the play on Rumpelstiltskin! The poem is cool! |
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Bloodline Member
since 2009-05-23
Posts 236Oklahoma |
The soft hand that nurtures all life is Mother's touch, beautiful words Ctowen, Bloodline |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
Wowser, this is such a lovely poem, I really enjoyed reading your thoughts, Craig. Your ending was perfection!!! |
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inkedgoddess Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-19
Posts 7392Ohio |
blessed is the mother's touch to spin weeds into winners |
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Shadow Angel Junior Member
since 2009-05-31
Posts 29New Zealand |
~ Hi Craig, I'm new here and new to your poetry...this is such a lovely piece your words fall so softly off the tongue beautiful, my friend *hugs* Sasha xx |
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