Looking out with sleep filled eyes
On a new day with rising sun
Listening to the morning birds
As the night shadows run
In my eye I see the hunters
From the times now lost
When the people all ran free
And just living had no cost
Where did all the dreams go
How did such beauty pale
Still yet in my minds eye
I still walk the warrior's trail
A contest entry
- THROUGH THE EYES OF A CHILD by Whispering Wind.
700 points, ended December 30, 2008, 9 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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your words flow like soft magic and leave a since of sadness behind...to walk the warriors trail is to truly feel the emotions of loss...thank you so much for sharing and for entering
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Lovely flowing write of space and freedom lost.
Sheila
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Very, very lovely poem
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Stunning Poetry
Hello John, Love your wonderful form and rhyme. Your words are full of lovely imagery and thoughts. Always a pleasure to stop by and read my friend . You take care, Sandy.
Many Blesings, Sandy 
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Absolutely Brilliant!!!
You speak the truth of our humanity from the viewpoint of one wounded soul. Wishing you all the best in the contest!!! Write on, shine on... 
& 
, xx Cyn xx
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john
This is a wonderful poem! The rhyme flows so smoothly.
Good luck!
~Bright
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