Open Poetry #48 |
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where the wind watched |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
The northern mountains often lead to the corn rows that toiled with one another until no wind could be between their desires The lakes lit the sky often turning into the holes of the night finding their space between the planets and the stars It was quiet around much like a thunders last gasp with the red fields to the right borrowing each others hands so they could watch the forest move in the throws of the mountain that stood in front of them To the great escape the hearts growing silence. |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
Tomer, I basked in the natural beauty of this, despite, and paradoxically because of - its surprise ending. Very beautiful, from beginning to end. Owl |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
Owl- I'm happy you enjoyed the nature aspect of the piece so much. Your comments are always welcome and on point. Take care. Cheers Tomer |
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