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Synergy

She seeks poetry through tarnished silence Amongst the dead shattered voices on parchment Curve of her hand splitting fountains of words Picking stars like flowers Arranging each sunken stem Watching blackbirds peeling bask of trees Their movement repeated simultaneously Bowing their heads towards infinity

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Date: 6/2/2017 12:46:00 AM
The search for poetry picturesquely spelt out in words of power.
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Kornelia Birch
Date: 6/2/2017 3:09:00 AM
Indeed so, it is always a search, a journey to go beyond what we see at the edge. Our muses take us where we need to go. Thank you for your insightful comment. Greetings Kornelia

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