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Post by Midnighter on Jan 25, 2009 21:04:57 GMT -5
[shadow=purple,left,300][glow=purple,2,300]Poem i wrote on my first day in CWC it was timed so its a bit different than my usual style.[/glow][/shadow] [shadow=purple,left,300][glow=purple,2,300]At perfect peace with all, The warm ocean mist caresses my face, Lingering in the twilight air. I'm skipping rocks. Its Simply amusing as they playfully hop, Till they grow tired, Weary with each ripple, Jetlagged from thier zealous journey. They calmy rest in the stillness of the sea.
By Chukwudi Onyewuenyi[/glow][/shadow]
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athornontherose
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Writing is breathing.
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Post by athornontherose on Jan 25, 2009 21:37:33 GMT -5
I really like this. Nice style and great imagery.
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Post by Midnighter on Apr 1, 2009 18:22:20 GMT -5
[glow=purple,2,300][shadow=purple,left,300]Where'd all the good people go? [/shadow][/glow]
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