Open Poetry #4 |
As time is pouring from the bottle... |
Master Senior Member
since 1999-08-18
Posts 1867Boston, MA |
As time is pouring from the bottle Last drops of wine into my glass, Let’s enter through the liquid puddle I’m sure that there’s a place for us. Among the clouds’ confusing patterns, We’ll find the room to build a home And live together- that’s what matters- We’ll live together all alone! And in the backyard, in our garden, We’ll plant the stars and everyday, Our dreams will grow with fervent ardor And lap the mild Milky Way We’ll live without a single worry Enthralled in happiness and love Let all the people read our story While gazing at us from above This dream to me has been so thrilling That even now, I’m still amazed. And water’s dripping from the ceiling Into my glass and on my face. [This message has been edited by Master (edited 12-08-1999).] |
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Severn Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-17
Posts 7704 |
LOL - get a towel. Absolutley adore this line: 'And lap the mild milky way' |
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Master Senior Member
since 1999-08-18
Posts 1867Boston, MA |
A towel... good idea! Thanks Severn! |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
I like this Master |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
Good poem!- Good poet! Liz |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Wonderful poem, Master! Love it! Denise |
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Sally S. Senior Member
since 1999-06-07
Posts 847Ohio |
Well now, this was sweet and silly at the same time! *g* I like it, I like it! Now, about your picture....you're either a giraffe with wings OR a tall, angelic man?? hmmmmmm pondering...pondering |
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Master Senior Member
since 1999-08-18
Posts 1867Boston, MA |
Thanks Everybody! Sally, I'm the second one...*s* |
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