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Albescent Moon Ferals
by Victoria's Poetry & Voices of Muse
Tuesday, June 19, 2012
Rated "PG" by the Author.
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the living rose
...a glorious bloom
perfuming her beauty
wilting and fading
turning into brittle memories... |
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Albescent Moon Ferals
he borrowed himself
inside an ethereal emotion
dancing with the episcopal mysteries
as he drapes across his shoulders
barren and yet renewed...willow swag garlands
interwoven with floral blossoms and fresh sage
glorious bouquets, fresh plucked
from the richness of the earth
perfuming roses and gladioulas
mingling with the scarlet lilies
all the while he tempts the trees in songs
within the ambush of innate senses
as the ink of the artist evermore continues spilling
writing beneth the meadows of the canary song finches
gathering the wild quills of peafowl
listening to the crooning males
smiling at the albescent moon ferals
untamed, unharnessed and unashamed...
© Poetry by: Victoria L. McColley
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| Reviewed by D. Vaineo |
6/21/2012 |
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Victoria, I can smell the roses, different varieties, perfumes filling the air...
Always,
Deborah |
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| Reviewed by Carolyn Dye |
6/20/2012 |
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| Love it rings a sense of peaceful bliss, keep writing and being you thank you for sharing that with me. |
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| Reviewed by Budd Nelson |
6/20/2012 |
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Victoria,
a visual/ sensual treat.
Budd |
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| Reviewed by Regis Auffray |
6/19/2012 |
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I think that what you have written and shared here is truly beautiful, Vickie. You imagery serves to awaken emotions. Thank you for sharing this gift. Love and best wishes to you,
Regis |
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| Reviewed by Patrick Granfors |
6/19/2012 |
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| Hmmm. This guys a walking talking potpourri. You were kind to the "crooning males," ever heard the racket they make;-)Patrick |
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| Reviewed by Ronald Hull |
6/19/2012 |
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Has any ethereal ring to it that I can't quite pin down. The last line describes me perfectly. ;-)
Ron |
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