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Tuesday, April 19, 2011

WRITING COMPETITION: Poetry "Freedom"

Crisp smell of morning air
countless scents enveloping me
Running through the long wet wheat
Dew dripping down racing legs
blissfully unaware
of the world

Purple blur soaring through the air
Touching the softest clouds
Dipping, diving
Shadow on my head
As the eagle calls

Heat of the day creeping
Closer on what is mine
Tasks await to be completed
The urgency of it all returns

Wakening me
to reality

5 comments:

  1. This is amazing! Such a talented poet. :)

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  2. well done :) really well written! short and sweet ♥

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  3. truely smashing ;)

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