Open Poetry #49 |
Heart like a Feather |
DaysofView Member
since 2014-04-01
Posts 433Just A Slice Of The Pie |
flung like a feather in a windstorm my heart takes flight with no set course I want to die in my sleep like my grandfather...not like the passengers screaming in the back of his car. |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
. . . and THAT, my friend, is the only way for it to be . . . Follow that wind-swept feather! ~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~ |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Feathers are light yet fearless. ~L |
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Rex Allen McCoy Member Elite
since 2000-01-30
Posts 2863Sippin a Timmy's in London |
hearts seem to have a mind of their own and they move quick without warning... nice piece |
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2islander2 Member Ascendant
since 2008-03-12
Posts 6825by the sea |
there must be a reason, or a lucky encounter, this offer a pleasant reading, have a good day yann |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
you can direct your heart...james |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
Ha! Definitely DREAMING be it a day or night, my friend. It's your soul ascertaining it's point of view, though leaving "Choice" up to you... Nicely done, j. |
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DaysofView Member
since 2014-04-01
Posts 433Just A Slice Of The Pie |
Thank you so much! You all are so kind! Thank you each and every one! I'll be back soon, its just that things are a little messy right now! But thanks again! I want to die in my sleep like my grandfather...not like the passengers screaming in the back of his car. |
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Bluesy Socrateaser Member Elite
since 2002-11-07
Posts 2417In The Mirror |
Much said in a few short Lines. I could have said it myself Miss Days, but as usual, you beat me to it. ...just bein' Bluesy |
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