Marion's Poetry

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Tuesday, May 13, 2008

Cinqku~~Morning Sun

Sunlight Rays dancing, on morning dew. Crystal diamond brilliance; Sun rise. Copyright(c)2008 Marion Merrill. All rights reserved. *Note* Sam444 showed us this on her poetry blog..This is a mix of Haiku and Cinquain. This is a strict 17 syllable count. Five successive lines of 2-3-4-6-2. Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, May 12, 2008

Thoughts from Wild Haven

Silver lit moonbeams dance along the forest flora and fauna. Tracing each edge of leaf, branch and tree.. This forest hidden in plain sight.. Holds the key to my reverie.. In this place my soul takes flight.. Running free.. My friends: Horse.. Wolf.. Dragon.. Are friends recently made.. Fulfilling... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, May 11, 2008

Magic of Realms

Not long ago.. My dragon master took me on trip.. We saw many things.. Unicorns.. Griffins.. Pegasus.. Fairies.. and Elves.. This unbelievable realm, just filled with things only the imagination can weld.. Mythical animals that grace our folklore's pages.. Stand before me there.. Using the wonders... Sign in to see full entry.

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For Mother's Day~~A Haiku

Blessed are all the mothers To experience life's gift Forever giving love Copyright(c)2008 Marion Merrill. All rights reserved. *NOTE* This is for all Mothers on Blogit and within each person's heart.. Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, May 9, 2008

Meeting My Dragon's Mother

I stepped from my porch early one morning not long ago.. The mist was rising from the green fields sliding between the trees, dancing a long the edges of the meadows.. I wandered down a familiar path.. Looking for a friend.. I found him and another.. This other was a dragon too.. I could tell there... Sign in to see full entry.

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Dragon Cinquain (For Cmhnord)

Mythical Monsters Soaring high above Proud, Magical, Loyal, Passionate Dragons Copyright(c) 2008 Marion Merrill. All rights reserved. *Note* For Cmhnord Thanks for the chance to try this type! Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, May 7, 2008

Of the Wilderness

He looks at the world with a hunter's liquid amber eyes.. He sees only the truth in everything.. His spirit soars as he runs through a moonlit forest.. The warmth of his breath glows white as it escapes his mouth, against the silver shaded light of the moon. The warmth of his heart is only out... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, May 5, 2008

Being Native American~~A Kimo

Mother Nature-Family living around Knowing Creator's love Feeling at one with the world. Copyright(c)2008 Marion Merrill. All rights reserved. Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, May 4, 2008

Magic Realms~~A Kimo

Full of creatures based on mythical ideas Wishes, wants, and dreams live Formed from imagination Copyright(c) 2008 Marion Merrill. All rights reserved. Sign in to see full entry.

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The Runner

A halo of Irish red Ablaze While the shadowy steed glided beneath him The moonshine in his pockets was the reason that Hell was at his heels Copyright(c)2008 Marion Merrill. All rights reserved. *Note* I wrote this for my Grandfather..He ran moonshine during the days of prohibition.. This is also a... Sign in to see full entry.

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