Black Hills



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Seven dancers faced the wind
and the eagle soared aloft
closer to the sun
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The seven dancers
kept walking down
the dusty red road
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observing in silence  
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the feather’s trembling 
lonely dance through the sky 

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Poetry by night soul woman The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2009-01-18 at 01:05

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V.V.Ramesh
Good one my dear frnd :) well written :)
2009-01-20



I had a funny thought, is this political? It's just how I see it?
I am sorry if this offends anyone, as seeing the eagle I automatically think.....? Then the black hills my mind goes in a certain direction.....just silliness on my part.
2009-01-18



White feather of the angel my friend! loved this flutter from the black hills, smiling at you, Tai
2009-01-18