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Thursday, November 24, 2011
Doves
They shimmied on sky
Over motors and horns
And flew through my pallor of grey
As networks of wings
Beyond drains full of filth
With immaculate whiteness of
Indelible gleam.
finding beauty in the midst of ugliness. you have a way of expressing your mind. loved this piece. ~Olive Tree. http://peaceroad.wordpress.com/2011/11/25/hate-me-then/
11 comments:
Beautiful, Abin! The beauty of birds flying (even over so much pollution) is a sight to behold. Thankfully we humans can always look UP!
Thanks a lot Mary :)
Lovely!
"flew through pallor of gray" love this!
this is really beautiful. i was struck yesterday by a flock of sparrows. extra points for "shimmied."
i am happy to find that finally the sparrows, swans and doves are finally out of the gutters...:-)
short but strong
So beautiful!
finding beauty in the midst of ugliness. you have a way of expressing your mind. loved this piece. ~Olive Tree. http://peaceroad.wordpress.com/2011/11/25/hate-me-then/
'shimmied' is such a fresh, original way to describe bird flight. What a great opening line.
I'm with Other Mary - dancing doves who shimmy, are special - but were you perhaps thinking of 'shimmer', too?
Yes Jinsky.Shimmer too.but opted for shimmy as it seemed more appealing here :)
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