Wednesday, June 3, 2015

Swimming


                 ... swimming in the predawn sky / ancient ice on bare shoulders







6 comments:

  1. There is such a thing as pleasant haunting, you've nailed it.

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  2. Swimming in a predawn sky.............I think of floating in pink, purple, and salmon orange, the stars still overhead. I am in heaven.

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  3. Both images, the visual and the prose are beautiful!

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    1. I was so amazed when that image popped up ... it took me a minute to realize it worked for this poem ... Thank you!

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