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| Open Poetry #24 |
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Shell Song |
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1slick_lady Member Ascendant
since 2000-12-22
Posts 6088standing on a shadow's lace 
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Shell Song there we were on abandoned beach hidden under covers of a blanket with no color letting the wind wash us you handed me the shell and I heard the echoes of you "It is like looking for a blizzard in a glass snowball. Unless you shake it up not one flake will fly." |
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Bill Charles Member Patricius
since 2000-07-11
Posts 10619highways, & byways, for now |
helen - now that's my kind of beach... BC |
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Ericc Member Elite
since 2003-01-31
Posts 4178 |
This is exremely beautiful. Thanks. Eric |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
Beautiful poem Cold hands means a warm heart |
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