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Jul 24, 2007
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Within the Green
Within the Green, owl serenades the night.
Moon Travels soft shoe, silver bright
Always slow
Beneath the shade her spirit calls
With silent whispers to the night
All is calm
Soon dead to the wings of dawn
Broken and forgotten in the waking morn
Cock crows
Voiceless, none care to hear his cries
Owl hunts anew through empty skies
— purplemoondoll, Jul 24, 2007
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Critiques
weirdelf
18 years 11 months ago
A beautiful, lyrical voice
barbsdad2003
18 years 11 months ago
Nicely Done
purplemoondoll
18 years 11 months ago
Thank you
orgami
18 years 11 months ago
wing of silvered silence
purplemoondoll
18 years 10 months ago
Thank you!
Mark
18 years 10 months ago
The woods at dawn
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