Polly

Writings and Witterings

Flaxy Wings

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Sprout wings, flaxy wings,
Sparkling sunshine wings,
Tensile gossamer
Edged in forest green.
Fly from hilltop to
Hilltop marking the
Wayside stones and bones;
Flit through dense trees, a
Fresh damply morning
Scent assails the nose;
Dewdrops glint yet don’t
Dampen toes, as we
Skim archaic tracks.

Polly Robinson © 2012

Fairy wings

Fairy wings (Photo credit: kendiala)

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16 thoughts on “Flaxy Wings

  1. I felt airborne for a while.

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  2. Lovely!

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  3. Lovely use of language, Polly. It evokes a strong sense of atmosphere and place. I was on Snowdon’s miner’s track for a while there! One tiny thing – I would have liked a different word from ‘marking’, but presumably the repetition is deliberate, so ignore me!

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    • Thanks Lindsay and yes, deliberate … connotations of grave markers / hill direction markers / bones evoke battle campaigns / Malverns site of British Camp … so yes, deliberate, but not overstated, I hope 🙂

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  4. Polly–well done! This has so many layers to it, it is deceptive in its simplicity. Love it!

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  5. Like the movement in this very much Polly.

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  6. Grand work – the moment and the place were vividly evoked.

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  7. Free flowing and very appealing !

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