To: Soaring Feather
wind dream
soft song
soul filling joy
in a world within
away from life’s din
where imagination does toy
with reality’s wrong
where possibilities teem
15 posted on
09/12/2007 1:53:20 PM PDT by
WayzataJOHNN
( Poetry is the jazz of words, laid down by a feeling soul.)
To: WayzataJOHNN
pipe dream
lyrics steaming
through the wind harp
Zephyr gentle
moving hair in ringlets
a coy smile over white teeth
while a melody forms in her throat
as daylight hides in filmy lace capes
and the moon and stars play tag in clouds
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