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The Way It Is, the Way It Was
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The Way It Is, the Way It Was |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania 
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The Way It Is, The Way It Was Dressed in summer dusty gown The century old Brazilian town So far removed from present day And living in forgotten way The spoken word remains the proof Under terra-cotta roof The way it was, the way it is Still living life as to be lived And set against the sunset sky A silhouette of deathly cry The subject of the weekly food The bounded steer his future rued And not to know the human why But knowing he's the next to die The ritual stays the way it was The reason being just because Elizabeth Santos [This message has been edited by Elizabeth Santos (edited 11-22-1999).] |
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WhtDove Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-22
Posts 9245Illinois |
Ahh, liked this much. |
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Toerag Member Ascendant
since 1999-07-29
Posts 5622Ala bam a |
You are such a very talented poet ma'am..... |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Elizabeth, The things that are, have always been And I still don't know what they mean. To dwell on the paradox to long Is a very dreary song. But you sing it like a creed. That is a pleasure to read. Well done. |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
You tell a fine tale my friend  ------------------ Alis volat propriis (She flies with her own wings) |
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