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Abigail's Moon
aglow with wizardry
precious slivers of a
silver pencil landing on
a black velvet square, wielding
her Harry Potter blade, Abigail's moon
gleamed with sharpened ingenuity,
seven strikes on pencil
wood, shavings fit for an
owl's nest in addition to a
cosmic history lesson that
would just as soon impart its
wisdom, "those who come must
find their own way here."
through the
thinning of the
veils, drifting through
the fog, Abigail's moon
dissappeared only on hiatus
from a moment of wizardry -
so she focused on the trees
tapered to spires in a canopy of
midnight green, precious slivers of
a forest green pencil landing on a black
velvet square, wielding her Harry Potter blade,
Abigail's moon gleamed with sharpened ingenuity,
one of the
more obvious things,
Abigail's moon is as
ever-changing as life's tides,
when asked what she thought
about an author naming a moon
after her, she replied, "it's my best-ever
day."
Copyright Ms. Sage Sweetwater, firebrand lesbian novelist
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| Reviewed by Patrick Granfors |
2/10/2011 |
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| Another change up, perfect strike right down the middle. Umpire is smiling. Patrick |
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| Reviewed by Gene Williamson |
2/9/2011 |
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Lucky Abigail. Lucky me to share this great wizardry
as only Sage can capture it with her magic pen.
Such incredible imagery:
so she focused on the trees
tapered to spires in a canopy of
midnight green
Love, gene. |
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| Reviewed by D. Vaineo |
2/9/2011 |
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SAGE, Again, I say to you...these types of
poems I love...because they are written by
You.
Always,
Deborah |
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| Reviewed by bluecornflower orangetiger |
2/9/2011 |
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| beautiful Sage. Love, Mary |
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| Reviewed by Chip Bergeron |
2/8/2011 |
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This is really good!!!!!
Chip Bergeron |
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| Reviewed by E T Waldron |
2/8/2011 |
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| You are so creative, Sage! More like this, please! |
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| Reviewed by Morgan Merriweather |
2/8/2011 |
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| Harry Potter mindfulness poetry. excellent. Morgan |
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| Reviewed by John Bidwell |
2/8/2011 |
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Cool all the way.
John |
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| Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader) |
2/8/2011 |
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| Your always so amazing sweet Sage every time I read you...stay safe and well..Hugss |
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| Reviewed by Barbara Terry |
2/8/2011 |
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This is such a perfect write Sage that it really made me smile. It did. This poem of nature is serene in it's manner and whimsy in its thought. I bet you had fun writing this. Thank you, sis, formaking me smile this early in the day. Thank you. :-)
May the Lord Jesus bless you, and those whom you love, and be with you always, and at your side constantly. With much love in my heart, joy to the world, peace on earth, & ((((((((((MANY WONDERFUL SISTERLY HUGGGGSSSS)))))))))), your little sister, Barbie |
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| Reviewed by Susan Bergeron |
2/7/2011 |
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| lovely...Sue |
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| Reviewed by Peter Schlosser (Reader) |
2/7/2011 |
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"those who come must find their own way here."
this should be read to any and all who enter. siddhartha-like wisdom!
great poetry!! |
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| Reviewed by Amber Moonstone |
2/7/2011 |
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You are just too much these days, I am following your work, and you are getting more and more amazing every day.
This poem of course touches me, you know how much I am connected to the Moon. Stellar poetry, pagan roots and mystical melodies.
Much peace, love and light,
Amber "Moon" |
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| Reviewed by Ed Matlack |
2/7/2011 |
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| Though Ed's moon doesn't sound right, still, nobody ever named the moon or anywhere after me...a lucky girl, Abigail...e |
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