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Sunday, January 13, 2019

She Shook Her Loose Feathers Free





She found her spirit dimming.
Then determination surged…
Within her heart and veins,
Until joy emerged.

Vibrations of spirit soared.
Colliding with distant stars.
A sprinkling of sparkle…
Swapped for mental scars.

Her mind perched as the eagle.
Steady gaze – a turquoise sea.
Peace of graceful waves.
Tides of emotions flee.

She seized a tranquil silence.
Paused to hear the melody.
She’d finally unfurled her wings…
And shook her loose feathers free.
For the Sunday muse and Poetry Pantry

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39 comments:

  1. Sherry Blue SkyJanuary 13, 2019 at 9:07 AM

    I love the unfurling of wings, feathers flying free. Wonderfully written!

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  2. Magical Mystical TeacherJanuary 13, 2019 at 9:30 AM

    When a poet's spirit soars and collides with distant stars, watch out, world!

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  3. Gillena CoxJanuary 13, 2019 at 10:34 AM

    Ah that last verse, just took my breath away.
    Happy you dropped by my sumie Sunday today

    Much☺love

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  4. annell4January 13, 2019 at 11:11 AM

    I like that she shook her loose feathers free...and I think she is now free, too.

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  5. Sanaa RizviJanuary 13, 2019 at 11:45 AM

    This is so beautiful! I love the image of unfurling wings!❤️

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  6. Magaly GuerreroJanuary 13, 2019 at 12:23 PM

    I can see her breaking the clouds... and greeting the sun!

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  7. MaryJanuary 13, 2019 at 1:26 PM

    A poem of both strength and peacefulness. I liked the vivid picture you drew of her.

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  8. Colleen LooseleafJanuary 13, 2019 at 2:20 PM

    I think she is a bird incarnate, ready to fly again.

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  9. ZQJanuary 13, 2019 at 2:55 PM

    A perfect poem! Awesome!
    ZQ

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  10. C. SandlinJanuary 13, 2019 at 3:24 PM

    This is amazing!

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  11. Wendy BourkeJanuary 13, 2019 at 5:25 PM

    I love, love, love rhyming - done well. And you have nailed it in this beautifully rendered, mesmeric piece.

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  12. ThotpurgeJanuary 13, 2019 at 6:44 PM

    That moment of change...nicely done!

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  13. Rosemary Nissen-WadeJanuary 13, 2019 at 6:55 PM

    And the poem also soars.

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  14. Sumana RoyJanuary 13, 2019 at 9:05 PM

    I love the wonderful freedom with all the gorgeous images here. Specially the analogy of the eagle, a symbol of power and strength.

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  15. rallentandaJanuary 14, 2019 at 2:59 AM

    I like your take on the prompt. Thank you for introducing me to The Sunday Muse.

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  16. WildChild47January 14, 2019 at 8:08 AM

    a testament to finding light and hope, it sings for the cadence and pacing - lovely

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  17. FireblossomJanuary 14, 2019 at 6:22 PM

    ..and the mind's true liberation. la la la. ;-)

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  18. Carrie Van HornJanuary 15, 2019 at 9:26 AM

    "unfurled wings"...yes I see that, and I love the peace and freedom that flows within this beautiful poem Vicki!

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  19. TheRustGeekJanuary 15, 2019 at 11:45 AM

    Yay to freedom!!!

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  20. purplepeninportland.comJanuary 16, 2019 at 12:04 PM

    That last stanza was exquisite, and joyful. Love this, Vicki!

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  21. Eddie BluelightsJanuary 16, 2019 at 3:01 PM

    Golly, what a lot of comments.
    "She shook her feathers free" . . . love it and the design and content of the poem.

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  22. VickiJanuary 16, 2019 at 9:18 PM

    Thank you, Eddie.

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