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Post by Musie (Breathing deeply) on Feb 22, 2011 14:57:48 GMT -5
In the Field
Cradling her child in a sea of white memories of pain, memories of fright. Getting away from the reigning din, for a little peace from human sin.
Comfort of touch; away from harm, dreaming of life, with a little charm. A mother with concerned eyes, child smiles at the warming skies...
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Post by Gurl23 on Feb 23, 2011 14:58:53 GMT -5
Wonderful...you pulled alot from the drops with this piece. I loved these lines:
Getting away from the reigning din, for a little peace from human sin.
Exalt!
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Post by ॐ Hemz ॐ on Feb 25, 2011 9:47:31 GMT -5
Positively heartwarming and fresh. Exalt!
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Post by knotapoet on Feb 25, 2011 21:53:36 GMT -5
Nicely done.I have read the 2nd stanza about 5 times.Beautiful
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Post by Musie (Breathing deeply) on Mar 1, 2011 11:38:00 GMT -5
Wonderful...you pulled alot from the drops with this piece. I loved these lines: Getting away from the reigning din, for a little peace from human sin. Exalt! Thank you for the Exalt...and as poet I have to say, that it thrill's for the reader to quote..a particular stanza that they enjoyed...Thank you so much....musie
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Post by Musie (Breathing deeply) on Mar 1, 2011 11:38:39 GMT -5
Positively heartwarming and fresh. Exalt! So glad you enjoyed.,.thank you for the Exalt....musie
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Post by Musie (Breathing deeply) on Mar 1, 2011 11:39:33 GMT -5
Nicely done.I have read the 2nd stanza about 5 times.Beautiful WoW! 5 time's! Well now that IS a compliment...so glad you enjoyed my friend...musie
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