PoefusionFriday5

contraction

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as an alien in a familiar territory, she could no nothing but mimic the cry of the others with the same purple plume. she loved the feeling of free flight and laughed out loud whenever she could. secluded in her effort to stay hidden, the others barely took notice of her strange complicated behavior, side-stepping the multi-colored cutlet with barely a missed step. finding her way to the other side, she notice the slight movement of soft brown grains of sand creating a sudden plication and then quickly disappear. unable to look away, she stepped closer, closer… soon sucked into the void of thresh her life forever changed in the shifting sands.
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Michelle’s Poefusion Friday Five this week are: thresh, plication, cullet, secluded, mimic
photo: jvverde flickr

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3 thoughts on “contraction

  1. Your words create a vivid image in my mind and make me want to save the bird from certain death in the sand. Curiosity can definitely get you into trouble, can’t it? Well done. Have a nice day.

  2. sv says:

    why am I so convinced your poetry is not at all about the pictures…I see wonderful metaphors for your emotions, clever stories of your life experiences…maybe I need a time out…

    Beautiful all the same.

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