Magical music gliding softly, smoothly
without effort in the wind.
Gentle hands grasping a feather
on a guided tour.
Grazing a cheek as it passes by
to a destination of origin.
Potent in design;
effortlessly marking its spot.
An arrow that is being released,
unconstrained making its way.
Undiscernible it wanders until its
target is fractured.
Author notes
Prompt : Combo Whispers, secrets and feathers - I was feeling adventurous
Picture credit :
A contest entry
- Daily 24 our contest by creationsfromheart.
525 points, ended March 22, 2008, 9 entries
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450 points, ended March 24, 2008, 4 entries
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Comments
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yes you was feeling adventurous when you wrote this poem..good luck in the contest.. xxx
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is beautiful thank you for the entry I could see a feather drifting as I read this
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you stole my spot
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