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As Saunters in the Day
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As Saunters in the Day |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
As Saunters in the Day Virginia Salter waves roll bells toll wheels spin the ground ebb and flow swells grow of life and blood and sound splashing crashing singing echoes from on wing feathers fly o’er watchful eye where sparrows stand and cling sandpipers pipe kelp lies in stripes hermits fiddle hours away a golden sun ends winters spun as saunters in the day © January 26, 2001 |
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Poeminister Senior Member
since 2000-02-26
Posts 1862Regina SK; Canada |
Virginia-- I love the title and the flow of this. Wonderful write. Poeminister "Awaiting welcome light of glory's gold, I search the night to fan salvation's spark." --Claire Brown Bower [This message has been edited by Poeminister (edited 01-27-2001).] |
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Mother_Earth Senior Member
since 2000-11-20
Posts 13701/2 year Texas & 1/2 year Michigan |
This is a beautiful, flowing poem. Very restful. ME |
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Elizabeth
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Member Ascendant
since 1999-06-07
Posts 6871Minnesota |
Beautiful description of the dawn, Virginia! |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
Thank you all very much. One thing I'm curious about because it wasn't mentioned, though it really need not be. Yet, I'm wondering if any of you knew it was an ocean beach scene. |
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Mother_Earth Senior Member
since 2000-11-20
Posts 13701/2 year Texas & 1/2 year Michigan |
Of course! What else could it have been! ME |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
Yes, you're right, ME, I'm being ridiculous that readers wouldn't sense that. |
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