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Open Poetry #46

The Last Bandstand

Professor Gloom
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since 2000-07-23

Posts 3082
of Depression

0 posted 2010-07-02 02:53 PM

He once played his flute in meadows,
Soothing himself, the rams and ewe.

Times of strife did come
With thunder of warning drum,
A village undone.

He once played his flute in shadows
With sadness that shook the dew.

Four legs follow two
And there’s nothing he can do
His flock is undone.

He once played his flute in darkness,
Wandering the caverns of the earth.

His heart was a drum,
The last beat was soon to come,
A final note sung.

He now plays his flute in sadness,
All he’s been and all his worth.

Gloom

Sunshine

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Member Empyrean

since 1999-06-25

Posts 63354
Listening to every heart

1 posted 2010-07-02 11:30 PM

I do think I could follow your Pan...

thank you. Enjoyed it sans Gloom...

but you knew I would.

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