FREE SPIRIT
By skinner_jennifer
Fri, 27 May 2011
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As I sauntered almost drifting in slow motion,
eyes freaky...off the wall
gaze into oblivion unaware...
as mesmerizing harmonies
drifted on the breeze,
many colours transcending
across the ancient fields and valleys,
a trance like state
our eyes tantalized
by what we see...
but suddenly becomes unobtainable,
communities seem to undulate
like waves upon an ocean,
painted faces locked in
their own minds...seperate and free...
racing like wild horses on the wind,
darkness now ever present,
precious dreams wrapped in black velvet...
as the music rocks a nation
sending out wave upon wave
of hypnotic sounds...
blending like colours on canvas.
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I quite agree with Pia and
Permalink Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
I quite agree with Pia and Coral. Hauntingly beautiful, indeed, Jenny;-)
Tina
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Hi Jenny, A really lovely
Hi Jenny,
A really lovely piece. Just caught up with all the others. You're so prolific, how do you do it?
'precious dreams wrapped in black velvet...'
Great line.
Steve
SteveM
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new Hi! Jenny amazing and
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new Hi! Jenny
amazing and beautiful,
just great. The way you write it,
capturing in colour and images.
Like you say roll's of the tongue.
Great loved it all.
They are stating now disco light's
some affected from colour and spinning.
Stanza
Many colours transcending
across the ancient fields and valleys,
a trance like state
our eyes tantalised
by what we see
but suddenly becomes unobtainable.
My word what an achievement of words.
julie xx
julie xx
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loved the last two
loved the last two stanza/verses jen! absolutely brilliant... :)
maisie Guess what? I'm still alive!
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this is really lovely Jenny
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this is really lovely Jenny - fantastic imagery, full of colour
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Love this, Jenny - that last
Permalink Submitted by MistakenMagic on
Love this, Jenny - that last stanza is wonderful. "precious dreams wrapped in black velvet" - great image. Well done on the cherries :)
Magic xxx
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Just read this again with
Just read this again with Woodstock in mind and it really made even more of an impression. Congrats on the cherries- well deserved.
;)Pia
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This is really good, Jenny.
This is really good, Jenny. And on reading again with Woodstock in mind it's even better swecond time around. Well done, and congratulations on the cherries.
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Congrats on the cherries,
Permalink Submitted by RachelPatricia on
Congrats on the cherries, Jenny - this is stunning!
'painted faces locked in
their own minds...seperate and free...
racing like wild horses on the wind,'
- really love this imagery, a beautiful poem and my new favourite of yours, too. Have started reading your story now and that too is just as rich and descriptive as this is! I'm only up tp Pt3 but I'll let you know what I think when I've finished - think it's brilliant so far, though, really enjoying it!
Really well done with this, you captured the spirit of the people really well, I think :)
Hope you have a lovely weekend,
Rachel xx
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Very nice, Jenny. Well done!
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Very nice, Jenny. Well done! Richard LP
Richard L. Provencher
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excellent! enjoyed these
excellent!
enjoyed these lines, specifically:
'wild horses on the wind'
'blending like colors on canvas'
great title as well!
cheers,
Jose..
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Hello there J. Enjoyed, all
Hello there J.
Enjoyed, all of it, and well done on the Cherry.
ScoZen
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Love this poem. Reading it
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Love this poem. Reading it through it was mesmerising, I was imagining someone in a meditative or trance induced state reaching for a higher plane.
V.C.
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