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On The Wing
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On The Wing |
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thecraig Member
since 2001-03-11
Posts 223 |
The grass is glowing emerald the sky is baby blue trees they sway there with the wind while a mother rocks her new; Children flying on the wing yearn to learn to sing find the prize they were searching on the music to a mothers song; rainbow: From her rocking games the angels seem the same through her bright red eyes she hearkens to their cries; rainbow: She shares her magic thoughts composed & the feathered pupils lift their toes, they rise & fly where their gift may bring admiration from their king; rainbow: |
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anonymousfemale Member Elite
since 2000-02-02
Posts 2797Limbo |
I am a little shocked that this one is so far back with zero replies!!  Ok, some lines in this were very well written but the ones that really stood out for me were these ones. "She shares her magic thoughts composed & the feathered pupils lift their toes, they rise & fly where their gift may bring admiration from their king;" Just the images I got from that were really calm instead of fiery. Thanks for the read.  ~AF~ "Kelly's my Hero!" "No, Kelly's your heroine." "Kelly has heroin??" "What?" |
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LngJhnAg Member Elite
since 1999-07-23
Posts 3508Boot+Kitty=Poetry in motion |
Very good imagery, Craig. |
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