As my wings emerge
from fresh leaves
of passion
What dreams in me
takes flight, soars
in the air
The search for the
breeze to dance with
forever goes on
Author notes
http://moonmomma.deviantart.com/art/Forty-Winters-72544220
A contest entry
- Quickie #2!! by Sweet Impatience.
1350 points, ended January 27, 9 entries
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Comments
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there is a breeze on the tip of everyone's language, just waiting to be felt with words given - a good poem, flapping love.
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this is a beautiful poem that you've written. I love the imagery that is within this piece. I really like the second stanza.
good luck
kat
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Thanks
I appreciate your good comment. It means a lot to me.
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