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OLD GLORY
(a shadorma)
Flag unfurled,
faded and flapping
in the wind…
reminding
all those who stand beneath her
they’re free to do so.
2015-10-13
P. Wanken
Shared at Margo’s Wordgathering
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echoes from the silence 
Ooh. You really know how to pack a punch with this form. We get image and truth.
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Thanks, margo…and thanks for prompting me to write about something I see every day out my office window.
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Oh yes, a magnificent reminder and beautiful poem too. Cheers to the queen of shadorma 🙂
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Thanks, Sara. ❤
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I echo that – you’re the Queen of Shadorma! I love the sentiment.
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Ha – I’m thinking I’m really the queen of “can’t come up with more words than a shadorma”! LOL 😉 But thanks.
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what Margo said. very well done. I seem to be following you around with this form lately. 🙂
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Thanks.
And…not hard to do since it’s my go-to form, more than any other!
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