Open Poetry #48 |
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Late March Morning |
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Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan ![]() |
. Over Grand Avenue This thick White fog How much like life After a certain age It seems to be There is much Of what and who Was I no longer see At all let alone important As I’m sure they were The mist drifts Across all views Clearly there is only Here and now Somewhere In the distance No doubt a little Sparrow sings And beyond The sound Of the sea . |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
"Clearly there is only here and now"...the rest resides in our minds or fantasys....James |
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TreasureFort Junior Member
since 2012-08-30
Posts 15 |
succintly done.... thanks |
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Startime1955 Senior Member
since 2012-04-22
Posts 1072Alberta, Canada |
"And beyond The sound Of the sea" This brought the rest to life...I can see and hear it...*BIG HUGS* *may our dreams ever be magical* |
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