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Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan 
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. Oh Gawain, Drink your wine . . . No one Understood Why I was with her Yet No one else Ever heard her, (Even you old friend), Speak Beyond the ugliness Of her state Above that sad, Black, Thorny realm, Through words she rose A flower . . . More beautiful Than any encountered In our green and easy land And I became a man . . . Far more Than ever alone I could have been Without her See, Even now, How her colors Fill my sky . |
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Lighthousebob Member Elite
since 2000-06-14
Posts 4725California |
quote: ...as is the hope with most poets I believe. Enjoyed!  |
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