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Wielded green of balmy gust,
through heart of ice and flurry thrust,
verdant fight to gain sky’s trust.
Velvet rug for hungry feet,
peaceful wave of sharpened sea,
swords of spring held high for me.
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Written for Creative Bloomings.
…
Wielded green of balmy gust,
through heart of ice and flurry thrust,
verdant fight to gain sky’s trust.
Velvet rug for hungry feet,
peaceful wave of sharpened sea,
swords of spring held high for me.
….
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Written for Creative Bloomings.
I’m impressed with this description of grass. “velvet rug for hungry feet” – nice. “verdant fight to gain sky’s trust” — my horse can’t wait! Although with the grass come the flies. I’m not sure that’s a fair deal.
Anne beat me to it. “Velvet rug for hungry feet.” I love that line! 😀