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a flight of fancy...
Contributed by
Steeleyes
on
Tuesday, 3rd December 2002 @ 12:00:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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flew off the mountain top
eyes closed into sky bluewhite streams of sound
greenybrown hills lifting up to vision
& swirling lines of telegraphs 'n cornfields
seen in one long smooth arc
and soaring over cascade-flecked ocean
plunging down into bubbles sparkling
turquoise filaments streaking everywhere
cool & greenbright
racing up
crashing into sunshine
speeding higher 'til blue shades to blackest black
'n the stars flash open 'n wondrous
EVERYWHERE
opening the heart ...
below ...
Earth coolblue 'n browngold
turns silent ...
one fragile blue moth floating on a moonbeam ...
Copyright ©
Steeleyes
... [
2002-12-03 00:00:00] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: a flight of fancy...
(User Rating: 1 ) by OreO on
Tuesday, 3rd December 2002 @ 12:43:16 AM AEST (User
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Hmm....i know i just read this lol...Once again beautiful...
.:*~*:.OreO.:*~*:. |
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Re: a flight of fancy...
(User Rating: 1 ) by Steeleyes on
Tuesday, 3rd December 2002 @ 06:22:42 PM AEST (User
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;D Thanks for looking in .:*~*:.OreO.:*~*:. - glad you liked this :D |
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Re: a flight of fancy...
(User Rating: 1 ) by thousandfold on
Sunday, 15th December 2002 @ 07:53:53 PM AEST (User
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lovely imagery. the syntax really fits the feeling of "flight" and emotions instead of rational thought. keep up the good work! |
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Re: a flight of fancy...
(User Rating: 1 ) by yellow_sundragon on
Monday, 16th December 2002 @ 07:55:17 PM AEST (User
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I really like this. The flow it has. It transports you on the wings of the fragile blue moth...
YS |
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