Monday, March 14, 2011

Wings

passionate crimson
end of summer feathers fly
the trees are dying.

For more of my poems, check out:
spiritsoflenapoetry

For the "passionate" prompt, check out:
onesingleimpression
For the "wings" prompt, check out:

9 comments:

  1. The words 'passionate crimson' conjures a vivid picture :)

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  2. what a passionate way of observing nature...:) loved it Sol!

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  3. a glimpse into your world
    how sad that the trees are dying.

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  4. lovely view on nature, smiles.

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  5. a haunting verse...passion takes many forms, doesn't it?

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  6. Lovely brief piece.
    Here's mine:
    http://www.kimnelsonwrites.com/2010/07/29/chocolate-erotic/

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  7. I, for one, am looking forward to summer winging its way back here. It's been a hard winter.


    Angels’ Wings

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  8. gosh.. makes me wanna skip summer n go straight to monsoon :D

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