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Some Words, I Cannot Snare
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Some Words, I Cannot Snare |
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Robert Frazier Senior Member
since 2003-02-06
Posts 1014 |
Some words, I cannot snare. Like a lion, slow to prey I cannot catch them all. You, muse, are the illusive, graceful impala; gliding, quick as lightening - teasing the savanna breeze with your scent. I taste you from afar. Laying in the burning grass, I have sensed your coming and going, all the day long. Your supple movements belie a vigilance, transformed to breathless flight. There's no other like you! An empty horizon fills my eyes, as the sun becomes one with earth. And all around the hidden sing a song of your arrival. Bathed in red... still desperate for your scent, and words to describe it so. |
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DavePage Member Elite
since 2003-12-21
Posts 2917 |
Your words are really good. Dave |
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Snow
since 2000-10-16
Posts 1170desert flower looking for rain |
i enjoyed this read. ~~~~~~~ |
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Susan Member Ascendant
since 2004-03-27
Posts 5104walking the surreal |
oh, I love the safari feel of this - the primal - excellent  SusanIf I wander far enough, long enough, will I finally know . . . |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
Bathed in your words today...  M |
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