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Writing Songs

J Ann Crowder

Oh, those whimsical movements inside mine imagination’s creations!
 
Dancing with wind piped songs, as I mold it’s sweet rhythmic flow to a river’s spiritual calming, or a tree’s longing whisper to heaven
 
Like a mold glued together by earth’s clay
 
Thus my mind’s array blossomed upon airy springs, sunshine, and a rustic soul’s nourishing mask
 
Earth gave her wings—spell binding songs of ink wells filling opal tapestries with verdant seasons, lulling upon tides reborn

Written May 20th 2018

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