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Windswept Ribbon

Letting the ribbon fall
from your jaws.
The wind picks it up,
but it has no cause.

Taking it past
the single budding tree.
It twirls and spins,
a ballerina on her knees.

Red clashes
with the green.
Standing out
in a black and white scene.

Still the bow
floats on.
Passing land
to stop, to be forgone.

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Credit- http://aidswalkforlife.ca/Morgan-McConnell---The-Nest-(FINAL)_artwork.jpg
simple artwork, inspired this poem

I plan to revise, what do you think?

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  • Lampost
    July 7

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    :)

    I really liked this writting.. Instead of looking at the artwork.. I let my mind visualize.. It really is inspiring.. how letting go and not knowing where something is going to take you is sort of how I took it.. I usually do not take the time to visualize and imagine.. so thanks for this piece... its perfect..


    • slaybackc
      July 7
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      aww, thanks, i was flipping through pictures and this one caught my eye