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Rumble Riddled Umble Pie
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Rumble Riddled Umble Pie |
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martiniat8 Senior Member
since 2003-06-21
Posts 897Prague, Bohemia, Czech Republic |
Did you tell the tumble of spoken words so humble from centered spirit we seek the merit in all the thoughts we mumble when walls fall down by windswept sound in heaps of ruin, crumbled we seek the faith by which we make in all the tasks we've bumbled the fool's not wrong in singing songs of all his feelings jumbled with whispered breath and careful steps fumble through works of Trumbull. In all endeavors, you aspire choose your weapon become the squire search and all ye will, shall find some words are his and some are thine stories tell with rapture define treasures herald in rhyme and time in perfect strokes he did divine this painter-poet and friend of mind (hint: John Trumbull) for example... "Thus might I still these thoughts pursue, The counsel wise, and good, and true, In rhymes well meant and serious lay, While through the verse in sad array, Grave truths in moral garb succeed: Yet who would mend, for who would read?" Read More... http://www.poemhunter.com/john-trumbull/ |
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martiniat8 Senior Member
since 2003-06-21
Posts 897Prague, Bohemia, Czech Republic |
let me know what treasures you find |
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