A huge silver orb is
suspended in the mist
and glistens on the lake.
it was all hazy, and the sun was a huge silver orb hanging in mist. I should start carrying my camera again.
poem- farewell rose October 9, 2013
The leaves grow brown and fall
but between petals drenched with rain
blossoms still smell of summer sweetness.
next part: stars April 27, 2013
A prompt from http://julieisrael.wordpress.com/2013/04/27/write-the-next-line-using-the-word-part/ The first line is provided and the next line must include ‘part’ in some form.
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The hours erased the stars and day peeled apart from night
I sang the moon, and partial to your heart
You danced us dawn, partners tripping through the light.
