Betwixt All CareA Poem by pheasant
Previous Version This is a previous version of Betwixt All Care. Delightedly tracing footsteps of fabulous feelings
Catching glimpses of symphonic senses Wheeling round and round this sound On sensuous and flighty ground We doubled back to find our tracks Scored upon the icy shores of past And once we saw with open jaw The scope of hope at long last Those sacred wells that no one quells Are scripted into stone And buried there betwixt all care As modeled modes we've flown © 2011 pheasantFeatured Review
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1 Review Added on February 22, 2011 Last Updated on February 26, 2011 AuthorpheasantSanta Rosa, CAAboutThis is such a great outlet for so many... I'm here to share, make meaningful connections, and delve a little deeper into the creative flow. I know writing to be a tool and a gift, that can help us in.. more..Writing
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