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Tuesday, June 19, 2012

Runaway for Sunday Whirl #61


Thanks, Brenda, for the Sunday Whirl Prompt.



Runaway

drafting on the wings
of a discontented current
one day of exile
sundered free of cracks
from unbound tempers
or the trace of racket

early leaves dapple
shadow-bright
to waft across her face
echoing today's peace
the latch string of song
opens its spare refrain
soothes tomorrow's fears

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6 comments:

sandy said...

Well done!

Naquillity said...

very nice indeed. it's nice that peace can come after a trail or upset. hope all is well. have a great night~

gautami tripathy said...

I loved this..

under the surface

Daydreamertoo said...

Without a bit of respite from whatever it is that causes us chaos we'd eventually go mad, wouldn't we?
I'm glad this person discovered some.
A lovely, very vivid write.

Laurie Kolp said...

I love that she's at peace in the end.

flaubert said...

A beautiful peaceful poem, Susan. Thanks so much for reading my whirls and commenting.

Pamela