Recognition
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suddenly we remember what they are —
shooting stars —
littering the bright valley floor,
fallen in pink and purple pools,
their brilliance competing with the snowy peaks,
still blown-back, nodding, bobbing
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posted by MB at 8:43 AM
5 Comments:
Oh, lovely sequence of alliteration. I love how you soften from 'b's to 'p's in the last line.
oops. the other way around, I meant, of course. 'p's to 'b's.
Nice sketch!
beautiful. MB. i would love to have some shooting stars in our gardens!
Dale, Dave, thanks.
Sky, me too. Too bad wildflowers don't transplant more easily.
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