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Damon E Walters

Location: Minneapolis, Minnesota,
Birthday: November 08

Bio: Born in Anacostia, Washington DC. AKA Daniel E Walsh, changed for all the standard reasons.

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FEBRUARY 26, 2012 3:44PM

Rate: 12 Flag

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call the dance, won't you Lil

from your cool hillside’s ledge

near the twisting swirling

invite them dare the edge

wet stones slick with stories

the wind's voice seems to share

sweeping into cloudbursts

releasing formal care

silver tipped instruments

swing nature’s sweetest trill

writing timeless measures

start them now, won’t you still

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I dunno.

Maybe Kate Upton will be on 60 minutes eating a cheese burger.

~R~

J.P. Hart

February 26, 2012 04:04 PM

It's like you wrote this to a strong-bodied fairy ~

I love the texture, in the photo and in the 2nd stanza.

catch-22

February 26, 2012 05:06 PM

Nice tribute. I like the seconde stanza too. R

Trudge164

February 26, 2012 05:44 PM

Enjoyed this Damon, your ability to write in all genres and so well is admired.

rita shibr

February 26, 2012 05:53 PM

I'm probably missing an allusion. Has the feel of Hitchcock film, those slick stones on the ledge, death lurking in the beauty? I second JP--dunno--but fine.

Con Chapman

February 26, 2012 06:12 PM

Well I do know, dammit. We fowl have the knack.

Chicken Mãâàn

February 26, 2012 06:30 PM

She has already begun....I am sure of it.

sweet peony

February 26, 2012 07:22 PM

Great poem. Who is the lady in the video? Rated

JoeBono

February 26, 2012 08:17 PM

thanks for the comments; let's not stop being children

Damon E Walters

February 26, 2012 08:17 PM

Mr. Walters, Last week a sweet moment shared with the turn of a wheels, this week poetry. Nice to see you spread your ink in different ways. We are smiling.