Forest trees, red bird;faerie dance, silk-haired;see her there amongst the leaves,wee? She’s shy by daybut needs sunbeams’ play.Watching her brings joy to me. When the crow calls onceand daylight’s not much,when it’s time for her to go,red bird nears on bough,cocks his head, chirps, “Now.”Soon they’re airborne, orange aglow. When the owl hoots twiceand she’s…
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Reena’s Exploration Challenge #146 — As the pieces fly on angels’ wings and dVerse OLN
As the pieces fly Colors fill the sky Cubists like Georges Braque Paint their worlds with gaps Filled in with synapse Rainbow ports; keyless locks As the stanzas flow Colored images grow Poets paint with words that sing Meaning caught ‘twixt lines Like found grapes ‘twixt vines Feeling rise on angel’s wings …
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