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Paradox




An alleyway having lost voice,
form an alliance with dew of morning,
life and soul in uncertain odd walk
gallop towards yellow box to deposit its fold.

Creator satisfied to embrace fingers missive,
paradox of nostalgic time spinning drift,
illuminates the mist of words as a lighthouse.
















Author notes

~spiritualangel~

Prompt: Yellow

47 words

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  • AliceinPoetryLand gold member
    July 16, 2008

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    Oh your words in this are just awesome! An excellent piece, full of wonderful imagery!
    Thanks so much for your entry
    Gaylene