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the Hidden Woods
exist today
but i’ll not tell you where.
only elves, faeries
and the pure of heart
dare to venture there.
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the Wind always blows warm from the south.
the Moon drops in
when she’s new.
the Sun comes for tea every third Wednesday,
but you’ll never find a human there
for none has a heart that is true.
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first posted 15 September 2011
{ rewritten slightly }
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i would like to thank Ainsley Allmark { @DolphinDancer } for so generously allowing me to use his beautiful photograph. please click on any of the Dolphin links in the blogrolls at the bottom of the page to see more of his stunning photographs and amazing poetry.
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this was originally submitted to and inspired by ~
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through the eye of a poet at POETRY JAM
prompt: Ainsley Allmark generously allowed the use of five of his stunning photographs as prompts.
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i am participating in ~
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