Open Poetry #21 |
The Ohhhhhhhhh Of Mississippi |
1slick_lady Member Ascendant
since 2000-12-22
Posts 6088standing on a shadow's lace |
The Ohhhhhhhhh Of Mississippi angels dance in Mississippi their toes touch silt and mud lightening bugs flicker heart beat crickets play violins of darkness and frogs sing chorus in perfect pitch souls fly free in echoed playful pines soft touch brushes you through magnolia scents in the place where the moon bends to its knees to kiss the earth |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Helen, I think you've captured the O very well... |
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Temptress
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-06-15
Posts 7136Mobile, AL |
Omigosh... Sorry for missing this one, Helen. I haven't been replying as much as I was the past weekend. This is an awesome poem done in such a way that only you could do it. Lovely as usual, Lady. I will not bend to the cowardice of a silent judgement. |
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angelswing Senior Member
since 2000-02-10
Posts 705United Kingdom |
This is such a lovely poem, your imagery is beautiful, I could almost be there, shame I'm only a few hundred thousand miles away ... The joys of sunny old England ! Enjoyed the read . L.of.L. Tom . XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX 'There is only a very thin line between genius and insanity, this is measured only on sucess; I am proud to be considered an under-achieving genius'. |
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