Open Poetry #37 |
Mourning Dove |
XOx Uriah xOX Senior Member
since 2006-02-11
Posts 1403Virginia |
I woke up to the sound of a rain crow weeping. But there was not a cloud up in the sky. Fate had took his mate while he sat sleeping. He woke up to the sound of the Horned Owl's cry. He heard the terrible wings drawing near. He closed his eyes and hummed his own Death Song. And when he felt there was nothing more to fear... He looked around and found that she was gone. |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Uriah, Touching, enjoyed. |
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playing.with.crayons Member
since 2006-01-02
Posts 362Neverland |
Very beautifully written, I could feel those lines right through. farewell the ash-tray girl |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
Oh, how excellent Uriah. |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
Very fine writing here, Uriah! New pic, huh? A fisher of men/women, you be! *hugs*....jo |
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