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Death Valley

The sun shining on the brine To make a Great Salt Lake. Up the canyon by the corkscrew, Yet looked like a robe Awaiting its filling The setting sun pierced my back. Dirtly disk with crescent West Hung with South Colors in the dirt, Colors in the rock. Walk up a canyon, Go back in time And Forever.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 11/24/2013 11:24:00 AM
Hi Wm Paul, ... CONGRATULATIONS:) on having your poem featured on the soups HOME PAGE. Enjoy the new coming week, and Thanksgiving Holiday.. Always a poet friend <3 =LINDA
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Date: 11/22/2013 11:53:00 AM
WM, Congratulations on having your poem Featured this week. Loving ~SKAT~
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Date: 11/20/2013 7:44:00 AM
This is a brilliant example of imagist poetry. Congrats on being featured on the soup home page.
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Date: 12/20/2011 4:49:00 AM
A warm welcome to PoetrySoup I offer to you this morning Wm. I wish for you the best in your writing endeavors whatever they may be. May you find inspiration by reading some of the poetry written here by other poets. Read and comment on their's and they will return in kind. May the sun shine on you that you might find great joy in your life. Love and blessing always, Carol
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Wm Paul
Date: 12/20/2011 9:42:00 AM
Thanks
Date: 12/20/2011 1:27:00 AM
I liked the concept but must admit to have become lost a couple of times as to what was relating to what. Thanks for sharing :-)
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Wm Paul
Date: 12/20/2011 9:42:00 AM
I was in Death Valley one day just walking around and thoughts came.

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