Wings

Wings

A Poem by Robin
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© 2011 Robin


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i loved the way everything tied together in this wings/moon/dreams until the dreams stretching out were wings. you paint a glorious picture of the night and i do so like the so subtle handwritten text- the poetry seems more immediate and personal because of it. Stunning!

Posted 13 Years Ago


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I adore the words "Grand wings under the breast of a Sumerian moon" - what a beautiful image.
This feels like a night time poem to me. The kind someone reads to you, whilst you sit on your windowsill and stare at the stars.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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I love the poem! Dreams do teach us so much about ourselves don't they?

Posted 13 Years Ago


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Ah, the dream unfurls its wings and goes aloft, as all most wonderful dreams ought to do, taking flight into unknown possibilities. A wonderful poem.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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written on a scrap of finest tissue paper and placed under a stone somewhere on the south side of a great mountain - tis a quest for those in need of a dream ..

Posted 13 Years Ago


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Wings indeed. this was so ethereal and perfect poetry. the feel, the lightness, the message...all so well done...

Posted 13 Years Ago


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Yes. Let it fly. And the moonlight will silver it's wings, and rip a pathway from one world to another. That's my kinda dream.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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Bono says 'dream out loud, and at high volume' ... but he forgot to mention aerodynamics.

your dream opens its body large and expansive, and the question is what tsunamis of beauty will happen when it flaps its butterfly wings.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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This is light and feather. It has an ethereal feel to it. It is whimsical but also has a great thought of dreaming dreams and allowing yourself to indulge a little.

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and by piece i meant peace. it was a long night.

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