Open Poetry #9 |
if and when challenge ... a repost, but appropriate |
ma miller Senior Member
since 2000-07-11
Posts 806 |
when for ourselves ... wanting whens to chance upon everyday when never ending toil resides be the dream of many to never come when our ship finally arrives a special day indeed for us when the bluegrass greenly grows the look forward nearly kills when the spotlight shines aglow anticipation's stone throws heavy when in darkest night sinking before a skip to make when a call comes to fight to our dying days at last we come when we meet in our when a return to dust ever so fast for ourselves we will fend M.A. Miller 08.07.00 < !signature--> My calling before me, let quill be my offering; For to be called poet, no greater gift to receive. M.A. [This message has been edited by MA Miller (edited 08-15-2000).] |
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Mark Bohannan Member Rara Avis
since 2000-06-21
Posts 7269In the winds of Cherokee song |
entry accepted and up for review.... now take the verse as it lies and with it see what you can do rules are rules..no compromise. Very beautiful piece by the way and I thank you for sharing it....it does fit but you know the rules. |
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