April 6, 2009
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The morning,
The sun over one small isle of green land

—smells of freshly-disturbed ground:

roots and rot—
Wax and feathers,

A father’s loving, protective words

—heard but not heeded—


High noon,
The roll of the deep blue, oppressing horizon

—roaring a challenge to young ears,

low, but defined, dignified—
Brilliance and warmth,

Arms spread wide, light-bringing angel

—craving the heavens,

unyielding in pursuit—


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bookwormdg said...
May 16, 2009 at 7:28 pm
I love Greek mythology! It rocks! i love your style of writing. And you're very well written. GREAT job! :)

P.S.: I also like the pic. good choice. I'm a California girl, hence why i like the beach pic.
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