The Sky

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  • Allegory

    The Sky

    In my eye the sky,
    Wide, wide open
    Mirror landscape of my soul.
    A big me, grand,
    Above it all,
    Home to birds and bees,
    Rain, and falling leaves, swaying tops of trees.
    The wind, my wild companion
    blowing kisses, sometimes hisses
    ruffling feathers, loosening tethers
    True blue and changeable
    Elemental Me

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    aries14 commented on The Sky

    01-25-2009

    this one is very pretty.nice,and it make's you think...

    Phoenix9 commented on The Sky

    01-23-2009

    very nicely done

    Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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