Old Tire Swing

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Golden sun rays warm the fields as greens fade Hum speech breath revolve deep and silence lace rustling reddish, tan, golden leaves astray emerald green garden lawn looking up gnarly old tree of deep raw umber shades mid gold swaying canopy autumn leaves highest out stretched bough grasp the fraying rope overseer over the aged tire swing In savor peace caught swaying sole pensile An old somber tire swing rotting away Espy hushed cries for human yielding wings legs over tires edge on ardent warm days 12/17/2016 For the contest: Form B Sponsored By; Broken Wings

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Sandra Haight

Date: 12/31/2016 11:20:00 AM

Such lovely imagery, Eve. Congratulations on your fine placement on this short list of winners! Hugs, Sandra

Eve Roper
Date: 12/31/2016 11:24:00 AM

Thank you so very much, Sandra :) congratulations to you as well Hugs Eve

Jan Allison

Date: 12/30/2016 8:55:00 PM

I'm SO SO glad you re wrote and re posted this one Eve!!!! many many congrats:-) hugs Jan xx

Eve Roper
Date: 12/30/2016 9:54:00 PM

Thank you it helped

Paul Callus

Date: 12/30/2016 1:46:00 PM

I love your imagery, Eve. I feel sorry for those swings that have been abandoned and no longer enjoy the joy and laughter of young children! ~ Congratulations on your fine win. Hugs // paul

Eve Roper
Date: 12/31/2016 11:25:00 AM

Thank you so very much, Paul, :) congratulations to you as well Hugs Eve