He plants his step in hooves of grace
and sounds calls to the child blanketed by the misty morn’.
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Pounding pulsing tremors
swelter
as season’s sight draws open eyes
in mystic majesty to muse,
and skies raise our spirits laid
together
in melting.
In splashing waves we reach a higher soaring
and misty fingers of wishes entwined in realization
grasp the locks of love thought unattainable.
Author notes
For Kid, my best friend, faithful companion, mentor, and love. He gave me back my heart and infused me once again with a joy for life and the fruits it is certain to bring.
A contest entry
- ~Heart to Heart~ Soul to Soul~ by Frozentearz.
525 points, ended May 15, 2007, 10 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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you make me want to write better!
You have a very natural talent in writing what I have termed as writing not only from the heart and soul, but as well, writing whithout anything around you to tie you down!!! Some call this writing! That is, "Don't think! Just write It!!!
You obviously possess a gift!!! A Gift I wish I had.
Take Care, and always just Write!!!
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Thank you for the many kind words! They are greatly appreciated!
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Thanks for this delightful entry! Best wishes and good luck in the contest!
Frogz~ -
Thank you for sharing your thoughts and feelings with us on heart to heart soul to soul, and may your fruits only continue to grow,
Warm thoughts
Frozentearz
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