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Array ( [sid] => 143083 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => ~Blush~ [time] => 2008-06-09 07:58:02 [hometext] => [bodytext] => And she rose quietly above yon mountains,
where the thunder rolled the eve before.
Painting a beautiful blush across the cheeks of dawn
A splendid sight scattering light across the sunny dell.

The clover danced in the field of wild grasses.
Light rays of sun danced through the leaves of cherry orchards.
That sunlight caught her hair just right,
creating diamonds of dawns first light.

The wild rumble of the river clinging, over boulders and smooth stone.
The sigh of wind through the mountain pine,
and they knew once then they were home.
A mountain Blue Bird sang to the morn, above the lofty Aspen tree’s.

Where the wild yellow rose rambles, and the clover smells fresh.
Fields dotted as far as ones eye can see,
the wind always singing down the lonesome ridge,
a splendid sight scattering light across the sunny dell.

Where love bloomed like wild sunflowers,
sitting on the front porch, smell of bread in the oven,
sound of bee’s buzzing, the wind sighing through the cherry blossoms
a splendid sight scattering light across the sunny dell.


note: The name Sunny Dell stuck from that one priceless word uttered one beautiful sunny morn.

[comments] => 4 [counter] => 214 [topic] => 44 [informant] => shelby [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Nostalgic )
~Blush~

Contributed by shelby on Monday, 9th June 2008 @ 07:58:02 AM in AEST
Topic: Nostalgic



And she rose quietly above yon mountains,
where the thunder rolled the eve before.
Painting a beautiful blush across the cheeks of dawn
A splendid sight scattering light across the sunny dell.

The clover danced in the field of wild grasses.
Light rays of sun danced through the leaves of cherry orchards.
That sunlight caught her hair just right,
creating diamonds of dawns first light.

The wild rumble of the river clinging, over boulders and smooth stone.
The sigh of wind through the mountain pine,
and they knew once then they were home.
A mountain Blue Bird sang to the morn, above the lofty Aspen tree’s.

Where the wild yellow rose rambles, and the clover smells fresh.
Fields dotted as far as ones eye can see,
the wind always singing down the lonesome ridge,
a splendid sight scattering light across the sunny dell.

Where love bloomed like wild sunflowers,
sitting on the front porch, smell of bread in the oven,
sound of bee’s buzzing, the wind sighing through the cherry blossoms
a splendid sight scattering light across the sunny dell.


note: The name Sunny Dell stuck from that one priceless word uttered one beautiful sunny morn.





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Re: ~Blush~ (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Monday, 9th June 2008 @ 08:33:42 AM AEST
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Beautifull word work of art.
huggs, smiles,
emy


Re: ~Blush~ (User Rating: 1 )
by dummie on Tuesday, 10th June 2008 @ 03:32:01 AM AEST
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Love this. Keep up the awesome work. You have a new fan. Party on.


Re: ~Blush~ (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 10th June 2008 @ 10:26:46 AM AEST
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This is beautiful shel, a colage of emotions

and literary color schemes, a pleasure to

read . . .


((((Michelle))))


ty 4 your read also

Ben


Re: ~Blush~ (User Rating: 1 )
by recklessguy on Thursday, 12th June 2008 @ 06:56:20 AM AEST
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Makes someone blush just ready the pretty words.

Reck




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