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A Feather Floats
Light falls amongst light not a shadow's might
blown past the day but with tepid winds
graceful as a feather floats
down in silence
beheld nearer a beauty rests
before bent visions
held in check from a sultry sea
breaking where fragrance parts
It dwells in storied touch
lain across ancient ways but
still held taught
when sumptuous lips unite
and stagnant thoughts float free
as if the feather in the wind
was one again
with me
blown past the day but with tepid winds
graceful as a feather floats
down in silence
beheld nearer a beauty rests
before bent visions
held in check from a sultry sea
breaking where fragrance parts
It dwells in storied touch
lain across ancient ways but
still held taught
when sumptuous lips unite
and stagnant thoughts float free
as if the feather in the wind
was one again
with me
Published 6th May 2017
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6th May 2017 2:15pm
gem!! yes it floats on a beautiful river of ink from your pen Tim! marvellous work indeed!
6th May 2017 2:18pm
6th May 2017 5:52pm
Tim, This took me there, where beauty dwells naked and free freed of all things humans crave of all things vain.
6th May 2017 9:13pm
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7th May 2017 2:46pm
I always enjoy watching a feather on the breeze with a mixture of emotion. Free floating seems lovely, but the feather has no control over it's destination or descent. It's trapped on the breeze and at it's mercy. It sure is lovely to watch though
8th May 2017 4:56pm
This is beautiful. Brought sweet memories of a love I once knew back to me.
