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There is a garden
of sticks and stones
where we imagined the world
was a different space

open and young
within every childhood ~

an enchanted dome
where the morning never ends
blending with the fragrance of illusion

and the air is as soft as the moon...

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Photo credit to me Roaddog Wolf, "two tough hombres"

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  • Roaddog Wolf
    July 27, 2008

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    very nicely penned, I enjoyed this one alot it is written with the air of fantasy a child has good write Thank you for your entry and good luck in the contest


  • dustookie2
    July 26, 2008

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    This one has a reflective romantic mood for me showing the yesterdays of childhood. Brilliant take on the prompt. Good luck in the contest.


  • notorious gold member
    July 14, 2008

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    "where we imagined the world
    was a different space"
    I'd like a place like this...

    "an enchanted dome"
    Pretty phrasing!

    "fragrance of illusion"
    This line smells of awesomeness.

    "soft as the moon..."
    More moon stuff again!! But you do these similes so well

    Good luck