Open Poetry #37 |
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Goldenrose Member Elite
since 2003-05-30
Posts 3665 |
Twisting bare branches reach scarlet robins tick defiant, challenging rivals, one end each of the winter wood, both uncompliant. Drama played out each day unlooked for, unseen, survival, snatching dead where they lay, crows, undertaking, in soft black sheen. Something identifies natures creatures, they move, fly, swim, with a secret, identify it, fit the last piece to glowing treasures, find a soul never to forget. Desire for nothing except desirelessness,hope for nothing except to rise above all hopes, want nothing and you will have everything.avatar Meher Baba. |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
Very nice work. " Something identifies natures creatures, they move, fly, swim, with a secret, identify it, fit the last piece to glowing treasures, find a soul never to forget." |
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jody5 Senior Member
since 2005-12-21
Posts 876California, U.S.A. |
I like it. I havent read too many poems quite like it about "natures creatures". |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
"crows, undertaking, in soft black sheen" cool line, Phil |
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Goldenrose Member Elite
since 2003-05-30
Posts 3665 |
Thank you everyone for your replies...greatly appreciated.... Kacy...i see the crows at the side of road...they glide in and land..only to walk like undertakers at a funeral... slowly and with repect...thank you.. Goldenrose. Desire for nothing except desirelessness,hope for nothing except to rise above all hopes, want nothing and you will have everything.avatar Meher Baba. |
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