Open Poetry #34 |
Quill of Night, of Hastened Flight |
Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
A task fell upon soft shoulders to write the wind in flying flair. To find those small pebbly boulders that roll around and giggling dare. The sounds that came and touched a quill before the page could feel the write, words written down at random will into the dark of looming night. They fell and flew, they whirled around, they found a place for all to see. Those thoughts that did so much astound as he read lips delicately. He saw and gasped a stifled cry as wondrous lines did stream and flow. He knew she could, he could rely on what was writ just one could know. And as the dawn did touch a lid that spied the piece of written flair a duet blossomed from their bid and coursed the skies of comet’s air. Where only the bold dare go.... |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Duetting Barry, I loved this, it made me think of a workshop between soulmates ... when hearts beat in unison and all is understood and created in full harmony. Beautiful. Love, Margherita |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
And as the dawn did touch a lid that spied the piece of written flair a duet blossomed from their bid and coursed the skies of comet’s air. Where only the bold dare go.... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ What a flair it is, and such a lovely write to read! |
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Susan Member Ascendant
since 2004-03-27
Posts 5104walking the surreal |
Bravo! Beautiful this - Susan If I wander far enough, long enough, will I finally know . . . |
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MGROVES
since 2004-02-01
Posts 3802california |
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*Alli4000*
since 2004-03-21
Posts 3188The World of Poetry |
Fantastic write! ~Alli~ Happy 2005! |
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