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| New Brennan Society of Literary Arts; Sounds of the Edge | |
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| New Brennan | 24 Aug 2010, 03:42 AM Post #1 |
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Sounds of the Edge by T Lewis Chatman a blinding sun shows its presence and power beaming down and reflecting back its heat from the grains the caw of the fouls doing their aerial aerobatics searching to find a daily sustenance for within the wind is a never ending howling roar in the ears the spoken word at one's greatest decibel is halted in its travel at only a few inches from the lips the dominating sound of the deep and wide valley of waters they wisp, the salted wash pounces on to the feet and ornaments of stones cascading off of Gaia layers of foamy froth bubble and slowly disappear as impregnating the mother shifting in constant torque this is where it is said the celestial choir sings praise to the Great Creator in the morning of every day for He has caused spin, light and life to Gaia and her skirt waves and flaps in arrays of blue and even green in places open and wide, her waters have an eternal song |
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