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Goldenrose Member Elite
since 2003-05-30
Posts 3665
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I hear you, calliing to me, across the heather, wind blasted, rippling purple, the moors echo with your devoted cries, each sweet call from raptor, fox, skylark, fills a heart with freedom to fly forever free. Justice cannot be for oneside alone, but must be for both. (Eleanor Roosevelt) |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
simply beautiful |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
this reminds me of when I was in Washington DC at the art museum don't ask me why, but it does good write GR |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
across the heather, wind blasted, rippling Enjoyed the contradictions in those lines. Love is a lot like that, and your poem soars beautifully, Goldenrose. |
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Susan Member Ascendant
since 2004-03-27
Posts 5104walking the surreal |
lovely- S If I wander far enough, long enough, will I finally know . . . |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Enjoyed...James |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
yes, love is like a calmness and a storm all wrapped up into one. Nicely done Phil |
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