She rises,
swirling white phantom
over blue-green water,
then dissolves
into mid-morning sun
with no promise
of return.
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Author: Darlene Franklin-Campbell
I am a poet, novelist and artist living in the Appalachian Foothills. I believe we are great spiritual beings on a journey through this physical realm. We are timeless entities stepped into time.
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Absolutely delightful. Well done. I like your banner.
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Thanks!
I actually took that photograph on the banner myself and played around with it on a kodak gallery photoshop thingie majigger.
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