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Wendy Flora Member
since 2000-01-11
Posts 182Virginia |
As I was passing by a field A sea of tulips, red Red as fire, red as blood I saw one lone yellow tulip A sword pointing skyward Skyward, almost as a plea A cry to its maker for some One to make its stand with With just one more yellow tulip Against the onslaught of red. |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Beautiful, Wendy! I liked this one very much! Denise |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Lovely analogy. I felt just like that yellow tulip most my life. There are others out there, though, I've recently found out. Good poem. Michael |
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Balladeer
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
Good flowers for thought, Wendy  |
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Majestic Member
since 2000-01-11
Posts 264houston, tx. |
wohoo...dare to be different...nice poem |
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