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"Freedom Sees - Part 2" Platoon magic legion Hammerheads beautiful, graceful escorts leading the way hear their call, silently swishing dorsal fins cutting through the fall-out murky pall, they need no blood and guts Burley, their seas are pristine watch their mute scene unfurling, they are calling to her with all their might and glory “Freedom, My Queen". Pelicans carrying gifts in their bills, below them, Giant Jumping marine monsters hold their swords high victorious ascension sharp silver unicorn drills they see only Blue Skies nothing spills in their ocean. Giant Manta Rays never follow the herd, Lone sentries always guarding the girl who’s still standing tall, standing firm adorned with her inheritance the lustrous dignified knowing Mother Crown of Pearls. She laughs at the smiling clowns of her oceans, her heart is constantly beating time such emotions. All of a sudden, her eyes finally open, She sees. She sees. Beauty abounding all around her. She gets down on her knees, she touches God, when she touches her devotion. Next to her face close to the water the Ancient Goddess Deep Sea Turtle carries sea-weed in her beak sustenance for her eldest daughter, navigating her solitary course to safe island, safe waters, where she will lay down to nest, lay her eggs then protect her babies from life's hazardous contest, before they waddle back into the Ocean. This will be Life's biggest test. Glistening Rainbow Paua Mermaid Tails flip the bird - their Freedom Liberation Call “Follow Me!”, they sing. Their intoxicating Siren’s Song Alluring tails slap the Ocean, so very loud, what a commotion! A revelation, a wake-up call, this is then heard - "Follow Me! Follow Me! LOVE! JOY! BE! LOVE! JOY! BE!” Great Southern Right sings loud to her Blue Baby Baleen swimming free. She’s always beside her singing telephathic and loud otherworldly symphony. No Golden Compass daemon in these their Freedom Seas. SHE sings loud and free “My Beautiful Blue Baby Baleen - You are my QUEEN. You are my QUEEN.” The White Horses of her seas are stampeding The Albatross flying high above her always close, leading, soaring higher, higher, and ever higher sings to her this his respect, his Mariner's song - for her memory. "You are free my beautiful Queen! You are free!". (Lovejoy-Burton/Jan 2018) For GVLM For K, M, VC, LJB "Love Profusion"/Madonna

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Date: 1/7/2018 4:52:00 AM
Definitely a queen of poetry..."Giant Manta Rays never follow the hurd, Lone sentries always guarding the girl," So true
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Leanne Lovejoy-Burton
Date: 1/7/2018 6:33:00 AM
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Leanne Lovejoy-Burton
Date: 1/7/2018 5:19:00 AM
I love Manta Rays...research them. They certainly do not follow the herd. Strong, majestic, loners. Like a lot of writers, I guess. Majestic falling into the realm of ego. Then again, maybe not..'hurd' but 'heard'. Maybe I should replace with 'school'. Perhaps there are angels in the Soup, guarding the girl like the Manta's. I think that's kind of special, kind of divorced from the concept of ego. Kind of chivalrous, gentile.I am no Queen of poetry, but I will always be Queen of my life.
Date: 1/7/2018 4:18:00 AM
Yes, it is.
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Date: 1/7/2018 4:06:00 AM
Thats one awesome journey to freedom.... Be free.....
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