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and now

i was a part of it,
 alright

my custom fit cradle
indented formidably
into
 earth from sky
a few looked down
(three to be exact)
with
 a blend of love,hate
 
and who gives 
a damn
upon
 a pillar

yet i was theirs
creation’s foundling 

2015-Rene
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  1. Sherry Blue SkyJuly 26, 2015 at 9:07 PM

    "Creation's foundling"......fantastic!

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  2. AnonymousJuly 26, 2015 at 11:09 PM

    Enjoyed this one!

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  3. totomaiJuly 26, 2015 at 11:49 PM

    that was some powerful ending - an exclamation point.

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  4. DeepaJuly 27, 2015 at 12:34 AM

    beautiful take on the prompt

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  5. Sanaa RizviJuly 27, 2015 at 8:11 AM

    Stellar closing line :D

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  6. Jae RoseJuly 27, 2015 at 9:33 AM

    When we fall to earth we can create what we desire - angel, devil or human...perhaps the latter allows for all variations ;)

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  7. PearlJuly 27, 2015 at 6:35 PM

    Jai said what I could not find the words for...

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  8. BerowneJuly 28, 2015 at 6:14 AM

    Highly imaginative, and quite well done, take on the prompt.

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  9. Gen Giggles July 28, 2015 at 2:56 PM

    "Three Men And A Baby"? Very interesting POV.

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  10. IraJuly 29, 2015 at 12:56 AM

    Quite Imaginative and a lovely read!

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  11. Rosemary Nissen-WadeJuly 29, 2015 at 5:48 AM

    Being a part of it can be delightful. :)

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  12. KutamunJuly 29, 2015 at 6:50 AM

    Ouch , Icarus landing

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  13. Kathe W.July 29, 2015 at 1:04 PM

    very well done- love the last line!

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  14. CifarJuly 31, 2015 at 3:54 AM

    imaginative and powerful piece

    Ashamed

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  15. Magaly GuerreroJuly 31, 2015 at 8:20 AM

    Love the energy that sparkles out of each word. And the last line, perfect.

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  16. HelenAugust 1, 2015 at 11:27 AM

    You have a gift for which we are all grateful .....

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  17. Tess KincaidAugust 1, 2015 at 4:54 PM

    Maybe your best...

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  18. MichaelAugust 4, 2015 at 10:42 PM

    the mixture of those three emotions. I read that 3 times out loud. quite enjoyable

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