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Eagles Breath

The eagle smiles sharply Smartly He knows my need of gently stroked wings Amidst shift shaping rocks I am barely a translucent bubble Blown through a Childs hoop Wavering and lost in just one Solitary breath He may pierce me with his arrogant beak May find me invisible within herringbone clouds Yet still I exist I am here, I am her I know that to be true Due to A pulse, due to a whimsical thought And an ever hopeful will...

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 5/29/2012 7:44:00 PM
wow Karen!!! This is poetry art!! Your word imagery is flawless, very nice descriptive undertone, this is very well written, well done
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Karen Deeks
Date: 5/30/2012 3:09:00 AM
Thank you michael for such a kind thoughtful review .....Karen :)