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The Sails Of Poetry

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So many words, can be added in stanza, after stanza, but sometimes, one needs simple simplicity, to let YOUR mind wander with verse of its own.

Tuesday, October 22, 2019

The Sails Of Poetry

Alight caressing winds
Touching water color
Butterflies ~
Dew dances alight beads
Baring rainbow prism insight
Songbirds ~

Oh sail amidst Too Bee
~ The Sails Of Poetry

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Reviewed by Jane Noponen Perinacci

Reviewed on October 23, 2019

Your words and the photo do a dance in this poem, David! So very well done!

Love ya!

Jane

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on October 22, 2019

Methinks no such butterfly as in the fanciful image exist. But, your poem suggests that the mind can take flight and merge the transparency of a bead of dew and the color of a butterfly to create a whole new image in the mind of the artist as well as the reader.

Ron

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