Flying With the Wind — A Six-Lined, Internally Rhymed, Alliterative, Hexasyllabic Poem (That’s almost as long as the poem.)

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A big, blue hawk sat on
the roof of the cottage
next to ours and the winds
from the south off of the
blue Gulf blew her feathers
back. She flew with the wind.

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