Open Poetry #16 |
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night lace |
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JamesBowie Member
since 2000-11-25
Posts 252big old Bangor Maine up by the shack |
In hidden alcoves parted with light and wistful tears children whisper of dreamers as they gather; The deep harvest moon brings in the shadowed voices and with them stirs the night setting moths aflutter like lace butterflies dancing around the world of dreams A real man |
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Sven![]() ![]()
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
this is a wonderful picture. . . well shown. . . great job. . . --------------------------------------------------- To the world, you may only be one person. But to one person, you may be the world. |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
setting moths aflutter like lace butterflies dancing around the world of dreams This is very very lovely. Well done! May I add how much I like your signature! ~hugs, Nancy~ ~Time has cast a spell on you, |
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JamesBowie Member
since 2000-11-25
Posts 252big old Bangor Maine up by the shack |
Thanks sven and nancy, I am trying to get back into writing and this forum is always encouraging |
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-06-15
Posts 7136Mobile, AL |
How I have missed your work, sir! ![]() This is just as wonderful and enjoyable as all of your writing has every been to me. You get better and better, and I just want to keep reading. ![]() Sometimes the heart needs the solace of solitude and silence. |
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Rindercella Member
since 1999-11-12
Posts 64La La Land |
This is a very nice piece. Enjoyed. *If the shoe fits ... the castle is yours* |
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