Bohemian Feathers For SaleA Poem by ConfuserThis is free flowing thoughts about growing up & being inspired to be myself, different by Stevie Nicks...nothing special, wrote it to inspire you; just thoughts..Bohemian Feathers for sale
She stood in the doorway... Garnished silky flows radiating I became a seam-stress at fifteen, I’m trying to reach inside bones ME! Be noisy, and play the tambourine; The irony of it all stinks with enormous She is the “White Winged Dove” we hear at dawn’s light, © 2015 ConfuserAuthor's Note
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Want to advertise here? Get started for as little as $5 StatsAuthorConfuserManning, SCAboutHappily married with three wonderful children. The first poem I attempted was Paper Heart which I submitted here last year. People here have been so kind and encouraging! Their feedback and reading t.. more..Writing
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