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    In the distance, by the lake's edge,
    beneath the day's twilight, the water
    echoes a calm feeling.
    The cob and his pen float in rhythm,
    unattached from the world,
    as their plumes stay dry.

    As I watch the vivid creatures waltz
    with beauty and grace, my thoughts
    recall a room full of lilies,
    and the drama of a wedding dress.

    In the morning, they rise into the silent air,
    my inflamed heart, not able to test
    their flight, soars to a distant time and place,
    once more, pondering whether
    this will be the last migration.


  • #2
    Wkamen, this is magical. You are a literary star and a valued addition to the Zone

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    • #3
      Thanks for your kind words Bobby Del Boy

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      • #4
        Dress rehearsal
        for a first
        and last
        night.

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        • #5
          You wield diction as a sculptor of words!

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