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Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan 
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. A red bird glides Through a pale blue sky Above new white snow On two small hills Mist rises From open waters That swirls Like limbs of slender girls Beckoning from the sea Dew collects On pane bay windows A log in the fireplace Burns with an orange glow A smell Of summer flowers In the air The cat Scratching at the door . |
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Drauntz Member Elite
since 2007-03-16
Posts 2905Los Angeles California |
another beautiful poem. Sir.I love all your imaginations, here. You see, in the view of winter scene including the burning log you smell summer flowers. It is bit of strange. you must have a very good chimney to remember the summer time sir. other Syrinx (I wikied your title as usual) "for my heart for my song of love I break you" |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
another beautiful scene thanks for painting |
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Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan |
. Thank you both If there were no women I would have no colors Thanks again John . |
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