Open Poetry #40 |
Old Poem |
Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan |
. Sing sad songs nightingale. The evening's growing cold. Flowers curl within their beds as clouds obscure the moon. What stars tonight won't be as bright as once they were ago when Spring was green and full of dreams so unaware of snow. . |
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Roniece Dawson-Bruce Member Ascendant
since 2000-01-29
Posts 5689Sydney, Australia |
ah John... beautiful words here RDB Be kind at heart....for everyone you meet has their own battle to fight......... |
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Juju Member Elite
since 2003-12-29
Posts 3429In your dreams |
Lovely as always John -Juju |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
what a feeling this brings me *sigh* |
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Pilgrimage Member Elite
since 2001-12-04
Posts 3945Texas, USA |
This is beautiful, from beginning to end. I haven't felt much like writing the last few days, but this one is kick-starting me, I think. Thank you. Nan (Pilgrim variety) |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
JL Thomas, because thou hast seen me, thou hast believed: |
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steavenr Member Elite
since 2003-11-17
Posts 4058 |
nice write...very nice...excellent imagery |
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