Open Poetry #46 |
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Rise and Shine |
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Leanne <3 Member
since 2007-08-25
Posts 216N.S.W, Australia ![]() |
Woken to the sound Of the old house wren A blissful re-emergence As lashes flutter back to life; Light sinks into pores Pulses quicken to a hearty pace And dreams are lost in time. Inside this exterior, over which the eye might have roved there was the record of a pulsing life, which had learnt too well for its years – Thomas Har |
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Mysteria![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]()
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
I just loved this, have experienced this and you nailed the moment on this one! Great job! |
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ctowen Member Elite
since 2001-10-18
Posts 2286Green Mountains of VT |
Nothing lost here but the pull and stir of slumber ... very nice! Thanks for the smiles : ) CT |
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Leanne <3 Member
since 2007-08-25
Posts 216N.S.W, Australia |
thankyou both for your lovely comments ![]() |
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Zeigeist Member
since 2009-12-09
Posts 311Michigan |
awaken from slumber to find a dream. good write. Zeitgeist |
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2islander2 Member Ascendant
since 2008-03-12
Posts 6825by the sea |
Just the day and the light coming in ...I love the poem. regards yann |
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Emi<3Naruto =] Junior Member
since 2009-09-05
Posts 32 |
simply beautiful :] |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
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