pool, october
By Di_Hard
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light-leap ripples make laughter lines tickle
snake swooping willow bough's moss green crossing
bright, gold leaf lined pool below, where rain, held
fulfills clay's dipping promise with coiled cold
then ~ tips ~ into a stir of sequin sounds
as sly fingers flick pale rocks smooth, sleek them
dark, till they spill, sea pulled, down step cliffs, through
woods soft weft with whispers of far falling
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There are some intriguing
There are some intriguing thoughts packed in there, Di. You haven't destroyed the other version have you? You may want to merge them sometime. I rather wanted to compare and contrast! I was surprised at so much change, I think. Rhiannon
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I love the two together
I love the two together actually, I like the contrast and the use of language is a treat to read. I hugged a tree yesterday, much to my friend's horror - I wanted to see if it helped, it did a bit, though I could have done without the scorn! Anyway, I love this. Rachel :)
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I think you've improved it.
I think you've improved it. Bit too fond of hyphenated phrases, but I liked coiled cold and sequin sounds very much.
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Hello Di. I was a bit
Hello Di. I was a bit confused as to which one is the original version people mentioned but I assume they referred to the top one. That is my preference. Much more lyrical and poetical in the humble opinion of someone who doesn't hug trees, I am ashamed to say.
Kind regards, Luigi x
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