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POMME

Submitted by Esker on Sat, 2017-04-01 05:47

changing light
shifting
a branch neglected
of winter
sits the sky
happy in its lonesome
refractions

someplace to be
hurrier she goes
orchard blush cheeks
rhythm on lean
momentum

in the wind
the history
knows
no blame
no soft spell
shame

dusk eternal
rewards
immortal kiss
rising from its
bed of sleep
through hypno trees
and river bank
slake the living
curse
the thirst

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Rula

Sun, 2017-04-16 02:56

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that you paint with words. Sometimes it is a hard bite until I hear the story you tell.
The last lines are a bit harder than the rest.
Yet enjoyed still

I especially like
someplace to be
hurrier she goes (hurried, maybe? as an adjective)
orchard blush cheeks
rhythm on lean
momentum

Thanks for sharing such an amazing tableau Mr. Wolf

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