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Country boy, my pride and joy
it time to go a sailing...
by Skybow
48 lines, 4 comments,
on Nov 20 11:38 AM
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Small scared Haley waved urgently,
Oh lady, please stop!
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Our profiles shape a heart
beginning and ending,
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Daddy left so suddenly
I couldn't say goodbye, he was gone.
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I was young in '69,
love was all about freedom.
by Skybow
32 lines, 6 comments,
on Oct 12 1:11 AM
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A thousand acres charred,
with a high wind guarantee
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Let go,
she shoots a smile
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I tried for love,
turned over rocks
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People think sorrow grows softly pliable.
Becoming faint like sepia
by Skybow
29 lines, 6 comments,
on Sep 24 1:09 PM
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One Summer season I dwelt in a tea house
set high on a hill, overlooking the sea.
by Skybow
53 lines, 5 comments,
on Sep 23 1:11 AM
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I am perfection; from
an upward thrusting youth
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Yesterday, I failed miserably today,
my tawny hide becomes his target.
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She cups a flame;
belly dancing across
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Fire Angel,
furl your tattered nature,
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It's different in the high desert,
there's an openness
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Long, golden summer days
watching the sun descend,
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Resplendent celestial child
your liquid silver tongue;
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Between,
where belief sways,
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In the little death, I glide
over cartoon landscapes
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They say, “Women are like cats.”
Our natures and temperaments
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Speak to me with sounds
that are not words, somehow
by Skybow
24 lines, 14 comments,
on Jun 17 12:40 AM
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Father, I fell in your shadow,
your shaded brilliance overlaid
by Skybow
51 lines, 45 comments,
on Jun 7 9:56 AM. In Big points, Contest, Creative, Dark, Feelings, Imagery, Loss, Metaphor, Sad
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Darkness clings, left by a thousand lies
roiling itself to frenzied death
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I see how your eyes
curve up round my thighs,
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If you love me let me lie,
once sweetly virgin,
by Skybow
39 lines, 18 comments,
on May 5 7:47 PM
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Remembering, your glance
candling my life...
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In Springtime's bloom
my bones, supple Willows;
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Sand sifting through,
castaway-driftwood walls;
by Skybow
33 lines, 12 comments,
on Apr 6 10:50 PM
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The Garden of Gods eyes,
brightened with creation.
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I'm not quite White,
spoony fairy-tale secrets...
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The light of a Daffodil's Prayer
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Amazing morning Joshuah tree in the high Desert
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