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A Hornet On The Wing
 
God, would catch a hornet on the wing,
Relish infinite-beauty, not its sting
Beauty that is such, I cannot-truly-say,
From now on, words have no meaning
From this day forward to any other day
'Should I love you, well that's not a question
At any junction, He wouldn’t entertain'.
Your petals are like-a-rose not quite formed
But neither are you, to me outperformed.



A Bird's Eye View challenge

By Mark Heathcote

© 2018 Mark Heathcote (All rights reserved)

 

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This Poem is part of a Challenge: - A Bird's Eye View, Anew :) (challenge has been closed)


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