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She Called Me Darling

She called me darling And I felt my feet grow roots While the ground swelled to meet me She called me darling As the wind combed the briers in my hair And strange squirrels anointed me with nests She called me darling And the sun painted my cheeks rouge While the sea spilled from my eyes She called me darling As my heart thundered in the distant sky And the earth shook from its efforts She called me darling And a balloon in my chest swelled Bursting forth with barely contained joy -------------- Freeish Verse. Just a little sweet poem to try and overcome my writer's block.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 6/2/2014 8:49:00 PM
This poetry is very physical and unprentious Riverbank. You are a Daughter of Nature's new dawn, a darling of dreams desperate for undesigned danger. "And strange squirrels anointed me with nests..." this tells much of your beauty. J.A.B.
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Date: 6/2/2014 6:05:00 AM
mmmn.. this all but great sweet and endearing write... :) i love the image of feet and the sun painting.. :) wow!
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Date: 6/2/2014 1:44:00 AM
Writers block? I think not, this is fantastic!
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