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Out in the World MAG
October 27, 2009
Out in the wild,
dark mountain rise,
beyond the clouds.
The scent of sea,
merged with smells,
of pine trees.
Dream,
to touch the sea,
feel the foam,
taste the salt,
see the waves,
feel the wind in your hair.
Imagine,
sailing on the sea,
of climbing the mountains,
crossing cities,
and wading through rivers.
Feel the earth,
beneath your feet,
step after step,
see how the world was made.
© Brendan P., Carbondale, CO
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sparkofheart GOLD said...
on Apr. 30 2010 at 9:36 pm
really beautifully written it seems like you wrote it like the broken thoughts someone might have when walking along these scenes. not sure if you meant it like that but thats how i interpreted it! awesome job :)
writerscramp PLATINUM said...
on Jan. 24 2010 at 5:32 pm
This is a very nice poem. no no no it is a very EXCELENT poem. no no no... it is amazing! yes yes the last too. (in mad prof mode. lol)
i like the imagry. you are very talented and i really need a dictionary. OFF TO THE LAB!
lol ne way, great work!
i like the imagry. you are very talented and i really need a dictionary. OFF TO THE LAB!
lol ne way, great work!
awsome poem
i imagined myself walking through the scene you painted out