by Poetic Literature Authoress : Victoria L. McColley
Wednesday, June 09, 2010
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birthing
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Microlith
Visions promise became
her sanctuary-
vignettes of wisdom
burrowing
renditions roots…
(Written: June 9th, 2010 3:37 a/m)
© Poetess Victoria L. McColley
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| Reviewed by Sage Sweetwater | 6/9/2010 |
| In
all of its smallness of brevity, Microlith is time's soil borne of
Gaia's womb, a deep place inter-uterine where all women can dig for her
deep, Victoria...
Love, Sage | |
| Reviewed by John Flanagan | 6/9/2010 |
| 'She' goes far beyond the ordinary and mundane... as you, Vickie, always do, knowing where the essential essences reside.
John | |
| Reviewed by Regis Auffray | 6/9/2010 |
| Succinctly powerful in meaning awakened as I read. Thank you, Vickie. Love, hugs and best wishes to you,
xo Regis | |
| Reviewed by Christine Alwin | 6/9/2010 |
| Vickie, You have planted a magnificent scene in my head..amazing~
love, Christine | |
| Reviewed by Christine Tsen | 6/9/2010 |
| Beautiful, thought-provoking, this is rich!
Blessings, Christine | |
| Reviewed by Felix Perry | 6/9/2010 |
| Short
but saying so much. When the world seems to be against us it is often
only our dreams and hopes for tomorrow that get us through today. Well
done
Fee | |
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