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Flight of Daphne and Apollo

Flight of Daphne and Apollo

Sunlight streams
from winged globes,
the glory of spring
painted eternal
in flowing robes,
the presence of light
in gentle kisses
upon flower petals
as pure as the stars,
beauteous in love“s flight
gentle upon the wind
that bares her wings
a colourful sparkle of life,
silken spirit of
sun, stars and sky.

Bold Apollo, pursuer
of the nymph with bow and lyre,
windsong instruments
of love“s flowing haze
upon wings of rainbow fire,
floating with the clouds
exultant upon the
arc of the moon,
soaring with the light
in the ebb and flow of the wind
and earth“s eternal loom
of darkness and light.

Warrior of winter with
pale grey heart,
risen from cold stone
broken tombs,
upon rainbow flower wings
artesan caligrapher in sunlit hue,
etchings of love“s poetry
upon parchment wings,
in reflections of shining mountain
stones and dew,
hanging miniature worlds
suspended in flowing grasses,
that hold love“s flight,
across oceans of drifting
clouds over horizonsĀ of sky
in space, time and light.
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Marion

Such a perfect write from a beautiful heart Tony...loved this x

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Tony Owen

Hi Marion, hope you are very well. Thank you for your lovely heartwarming comment. I“m not sure about a beautiful heart, but I“m certain your heart is as beautful as a fresh flower. Thank you!! xx

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