Open Poetry #15 |
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Dust Devils |
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RSWells Member Elite
since 2001-06-17
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Vultures remained acacia boughed near the shrinking oasis, ancient hate festering, rankling in it's timeless rage. Sending locusts to represent them they waited, shifting weight on tainted talons, hoping for an easy meal of death in the dark. In their desert, chanticleer's call is in a sunless and pointless black night. As the call to prayer harkens in all directions, now so does their shame. Veils of night hide not the smirks of guilt and birds who would ordinarily fly around the sandstorms must now fly through them. |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Thank you. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
your imagery and poetic intelligence always leaves an impress. Well I looked to the sky for my anthem |
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Balladeer
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
Well written as always, Richard. This time there will be no...silently stealing away. |
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