Photo: Karen Forte
The air pristine
On angels’ winds,
Unspoiled by what
Mans’ hands can bring.
In feathered clouds
And oceans’ swing,
It heralds surf
Of joy within,
To mark the waves
With dance that gleams,
And breathes along
A song to sing
For all that dreams.
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Photograph and verse, so beautiful. 🙏🙏❤
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Thank you, my friend!
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Sounds like a wonderful place.
“The air pristine
On angels’ winds”
The beauty of unspoiled nature.
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Indeed! My very talented photographer friend took this photo on the less-trodden Northern parts of the stunning American Northwest.
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Nice sound. I like the song for all that dreams.
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🙂 me too… 🙂 thank you!
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nice write, and thanks for the poetry challenge link!
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🙂 It is how I find such challenges, too!
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I love the rhythm of your words… it’s like the words themselves are feathers.
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Thank you! I was hoping the words would ‘flutter’ a bit like the wings they describe! So glad you picked up on it! 🙂
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unspoiled by man’s hands, not much of that left, we must continue to preserve what we can, love the word pristine followed by unspoiled , they are so perfectly matched
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Thank you, Gina! Yes, we must continue to preserve what we can and restore what is possible, and … may we have more pristine and unspoiled around us. 🙂
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“In feathered clouds
And oceans’ swing,”
Beautiful, dreamy writing.
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Thank you! The photo by my friend is so exquisite it lent itself smoothly to writing … 🙂
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