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The Quill's Feather [Repost from #3, upon Request]
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The Quill's Feather [Repost from #3, upon Request] |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart 
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The Quill’s Feather By my soul so very long ago she took me in her pink-white hands and bade me write, strand by strand. Dipping my tip in the blackest ink she put her thoughts on paper fine feelings that she shared were partly mine. She knew not my feelings when her liquid feelings flowed from my pen knowing I would write for her again, and again. She took time putting to black line her deepest passions left unheard except for these here, her written words. Penmanship extraordinaire writing with beauty, grace, flair keeping her loving words safely, here. When feelings became warm she would clutch me tighter, then the feather at my top would quiver when She caught her own gasp at the lines of devotion she wrote down feelings of love she would within drown, drown. Those were the times best when quivering feather laid to rest for love’s passion had met passion’s test. 6 October, 1999 ©KRJ |
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Kethry Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-29
Posts 9082Victoria Australia |
Karilea, the pen is indeed mightier than the sword. Kethry "It is the image in the mind that links us to lost treasures; but it is the loss that shapes the image, gathers the flowers weaves the garland."- |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Karilea~ Oh, my .... how pretty is this ? 'She caught her own gasp at the lines of devotion she wrote down feelings of love she would within drown, drown.' VERY ! ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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Mark Bohannan Member Rara Avis
since 2000-06-21
Posts 7269In the winds of Cherokee song |
Wanna see some killer lines?????? She caught her own gasp at the lines of devotion she wrote down feelings of love she would within drown, drown. Those were the times best when quivering feather laid to rest for love’s passion had met passion’s test. There ya go.....read em and weep.....hey wait a minute...YOU wrote these....Great one my friend. |
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Marsha
since 2000-07-10
Posts 7423Maidstone Kent England |
Karilea, this is lovely, I like this so much. It flows with the fluidity of ink, yes I really like this. Take a bow Karilea, yes I know you're shy but if you will write so well what do you expect but ovations and applause. Take care Marsha  |
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MMoonchild Senior Member
since 2000-07-13
Posts 1715PA |
Those were the times best when quivering feather laid to rest for love’s passion had met passion’s test. I agree with the others and especially loved the last verse, Sunshine ~~soft smiles Maureen |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Ladies, Kethry, most assuredly it is... Marge, your compliment is VERY, too... Marsha, exactly what I had hoped someone would see...and how did you know, my dear, that I fight my shyness each and every day..., so don't be surprised to see me blush when I curtsy, thank you for your lovely words... Maureen, your signature line says so very much about you...and I thank you for your smiles... Gentleman... Mark, here you are in a lady's drawing room, looking over at what she writes...and then you plagarize! {~,^}...so glad you liked it...thank you for taking time to come in and read... Karilea When you want to be loved, look within...KRJ |
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