Sweet intoxication's of air
Ravishing smells of spring
Whirling about me in despair
Peace of mind still residing
I don't know how in this tunnel
This decadent sense of belonging
My hair moving about feeling as though I'm in a funnel
My soul feeling like it's flying
In the softness and sorrow of the winds.
A contest entry
- Quickie - Wind by Polaja.
700 points, ended April 8, 2008, 17 entries
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Nice work!
Yes, this is very expressive of the wind. I kinda feel like I'm on a ride here, whipping about & thinking of my life at the same time as the wind is tossing my hair & giving me the sense of angelic flight!
I love the way you end this piece:
My soul feeling like it's flying
In the softness and sorrow of the winds. Lovely imagery & flow.
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Wow... GREAT write!! Thanks for sharing it with us
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Thank you for your comment.
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I like the rhyme in this piece... the last line is brilliant... the rhythm could use a little tightening up in places thank you for your entry
Keep writing
Polly
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Thank you! I wasn't trying for a rhythm really just a rhyme. XD But I really appreciate your critique. Thanks!
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beverly's invisible wings!!! angel in disguise!!! a beautiful mystery!!!
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Thank you Antonio!
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