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| Open Poetry #43 |
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parsing melodies |
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steavenr Member Elite
since 2003-11-17
Posts 4058 |
purse-ed lips parse melodies of mem’ries passed like fleeting glances of bygone days recalled and dustings of decipherings slip clean away warming hearts with softened songs replayed beckoning rhythmic verse sublime by sightless measures in form and rhyme pursuing songs we’ve heard so many times before list’ning softly, caressing them in their sweet allure parsing melodies of mem’ries passed holding them close as long they last |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
A kiss.  |
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Pilgrimage Member Elite
since 2001-12-04
Posts 3945Texas, USA |
As long as they last. They echo and re-echo through my life. Nicely done.Nan (Pilgrim variety) |
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