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 Nov 12 15, 22:25
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 Nomad  Posts: 6 Joined: 7-November 15 Member No.: 5,289 Real Name: Adam Hughes Writer of: Poetry Referred By:Eira  |
Tonight my prayers
are a house built with the bones of birds. Tonight the stars roar their gravity somewhere beyond our ears. Tonight the wind is louder than God has ever been. I never see the dew fall but every new sunrise my feet are wet. |
  
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Nov 13 15, 13:38
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Nomad Posts: 6 Joined: 7-November 15 Member No.: 5,289 Real Name: Adam Hughes Writer of: Poetry Referred By:Eira |
Hi Krista, good to see you here. I think you're right about the wet feet line. I was concerned about its clarity but I was partial to it. So I put it back in. For now. Thanks for taking a look.
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Adhamh MacAodh Separation (III) Nov 12 15, 22:25 
K.S. Lenk I read this poem before you edited it.
I miss the ... Nov 13 15, 13:26 K.S. Lenk I always enjoy your work.
This poem captures, rat... Nov 13 15, 18:37 Eisa Tonight my prayers
are a house built
with the bone... Nov 15 15, 19:02 
Eisa I'm back to have another look at this. It is t... Nov 16 15, 18:46 1 User(s) are reading this topic (1 Guests and 0 Anonymous Users)
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