Open Poetry #14 |
Listening to legends |
Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
Sun dribbled Through grey Clouds and tree On green water Pools as paddle was set. Rudder or Back paddle… Repeat it again… Each time different Each time new… Quietly please… For the sounds Of warbler and jay Mix rightly with Gurgling stream Last night The owls called And beneath the Moon dappled diamonds I heard words Voices calling me. Back to water’s edge And stories told In undercurrents. |
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Decaflame Senior Member
since 2001-05-11
Posts 1635 |
and this....literally....gave me goosebumps.... |
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OLIAS Senior Member
since 2000-06-20
Posts 1090Pearl city Iowa |
Wonderful images, I got my feet wet. Much enjoyed. Regards, Olias. |
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