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A Reflection
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A Reflection |
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time prophet Member
since 2003-07-30
Posts 371In New Zealand Amongst the Ancient Trees |
A thousand years ago When sea winds pierced our solitudes there was nary a sound to brush away the dust of our illusions as the sunset lingered in the ecstasy of inquisitive delight Later from the cloak of darkness I watched you lit by a moon that fiddled with barren abandonment huddled and shivering on the stones a reflection of pure love that was lost Now when the hours of my days are numbered I think about what might have been without remembering it for I have nothing else to do except watch the moon lay a shroud of white for me amongst the ancient trees where as a naked man I go |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Superb melancholy-tinged write, with great imagery and story line. |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
tp - pure love is never lost. It just seems that way and the feint of heart succumb to that. This is an exquisite write! Helen |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
Frank, it is always a pleasure to see you here...this brings a sadness to me as I seem to feel your words today~~ M |
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