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Dip your wing in ink and fly
Spirit caressing cilia trees breathing light
Pours rivers of ever always through your eyes
I see there are worlds of yet and as may be
They exist in words written live as thoughts
None can touch or grasp that which is not
(there)
Ivory feathers snowflake corners
Dip your wing a winking eye...
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2013-03-12 at 21:45
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Snowflake Corners
Ivory feathers snowflake cornersDip your wing in ink and fly
Spirit caressing cilia trees breathing light
Pours rivers of ever always through your eyes
I see there are worlds of yet and as may be
They exist in words written live as thoughts
None can touch or grasp that which is not
(there)
Ivory feathers snowflake corners
Dip your wing a winking eye...
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers

Read 610 times
Written on 2013-03-12 at 21:45




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