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Smoke Signals

Harsh cold breaths blowing gale force pounding drum bold to the lightning striking blue diamond against ice freezing cold Enrapturing a dark ebony satin night sky white silk cream velvet clouds as the snow capped mountain lights up in a silver mist gleaming sparkles One chain running a flood down the face as clouds of heaven open gates lashing downpours of heavy pelting rain mixed with hail driven like bullets Harshly outside roaring thunderstorms waves of air tossing this ship asleep crying waves of voices through the breeze howling out rocking Bending blows bowing down and asking for mercy the trees cry out moaning spirits of the wind branches getting tore from the limbs standing to defense Turf upon the fire rising white smoke signals it's warm here love on this lonely cold winters night smiling faraway kisses a dream Charming within deep loving warmth shipwrecked alone crying howls into a cold full face moon entranced beautiful

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Date: 1/18/2015 12:29:00 AM
Sounds a lot like Canada, at -30c now, deep loving becomes a necessity!! Great poem!
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Date: 1/17/2015 10:31:00 PM
Liam, love the flow, Love ~SKAT~
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Date: 1/17/2015 5:28:00 PM
Hi Liam! A very powerful pen you've written here! Filled of so many vivid pictures, strong emotions my dearest friend Liam. The imagery is so intense that touches my heart and soul in all its sadness and charming romanticism and beauty.smiling.Very beautiful golden pen! A very solid 7 +++++ from me! A fav for me! I wish you a very great Sunday! :) God bless you always! Love and hugs! xxoxoxx D. ^0^
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Date: 1/17/2015 4:00:00 PM
Beautiful poem... nice portrayal of the surrounding... best wishes, nad!
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Date: 1/17/2015 12:10:00 PM
An outpouring of emotions that surges up from the heart and splashes against the page. Emile.
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