Chariots
by
Missy Cross
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
Rated "G" by the Author.
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Musings from the highway...
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We overrun these latter days
Cursing
In chariots
That float on pillows of air
Fueled by spouts of fire
Fed by a stew of dinosaurs
Groomed by magicians
Once a madmans fantasy
Imagine,
If you took your own visions so seriously
What dreams might we soar upon
Tomorrow?
© 2007 Melissa Cross. All rights reserved. No part of this piece may be reproduced without the express permission of the author.
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| Reviewed by Barbara Terry |
6/27/2007 |
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For sure Melissa. I always go with my imagination, if I feel it can serve a purpose. This is a poem of contemplation of one's dreams, and what they can do to make them reality. Thank you for sharing.
May the Lord Jesus bless you, and those whom you love, and be with you always, and at your side constantly. With much love in my heart, joy to the world, peace on earth, & ((((((((((MANY WONDERFUL SISTERLY HUGGGGSSSS)))))))))), your little sister, Barbie |
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| Reviewed by Phillip William Allen |
6/13/2007 |
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| Though I always take my visions seriously ( I always make them within reach), I enjoyed the smoothness of this pen. |
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| Reviewed by Felix Perry |
6/13/2007 |
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| Your muse is definately stepping outside the box with this one and I find it both origianal and thought starting. Fee |
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| Reviewed by Karen Palumbo |
6/12/2007 |
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Allowing the imagination to soar to new heights, brings such inner pleasure of accomplishment, enjoyed.....
Be safe,
Karen |
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