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Decaflame Senior Member
since 2001-05-11
Posts 1635 |
desert aches spiced air simmering on sun raised waves tangs reach far from scrubby flowers the desert throws up and out he teased... grit in eyes crunching but not making marks unlike boots in sand beneath this burden that once, weightless, rose in summer's sky played among clouds sang with birds, bathed in pools of blue ~*~ Yet hollow eyes bleached bones stare empty arrid reminders again a thanks to the Muse who went scavenging with me... [This message has been edited by Decaflame (edited 07-13-2001).] |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
Man... all this desert imagery is making me thirsty now... Enjoyed!! Very nice work! |
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Lighthousebob Member Elite
since 2000-06-14
Posts 4725California |
Very strong imagery...... for a moment, I even felt the pangs of death. |
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RMW Senior Member
since 2001-03-21
Posts 1424 |
Dry heat. Well said. |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
Yes, yes, yes, you do scavenge well...you do know the desert. Say did you ever desert your dessert in the desert? |
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