Open Poetry #47 |
Little blue |
Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
She had her back to the writing on the wall with a slow drawl on the hint of winter her legs took their wings and ran to the field near the courtyard, next to the hot springs She had a little dress on with the fringes at the feet of the wind with her blue ease taking pictures with the blind sea They called her little blue little teeth at the north wind of the street with a shed of her bangs gently touching her forehead She touched the soft nozzle of her faucet with the water pouring down westward of her slender neck as she watched the sun set Little blue [This message has been edited by Tomer (12-14-2011 03:12 AM).] |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
Aww, wow this is like a fairytale, as if little blue has this magical aura surrounding her, like she is standing in the center of a snow globe. Beautiful writing, Tomer~ |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
Thanks, Blue...happy you enjoyed. Appreciate the support. Take care Cheers |
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