Open Poetry #9 |
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if and when challenge ... a repost, but appropriate |
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ma miller Senior Member
since 2000-07-11
Posts 806 |
when for ourselves ... wanting whens to chance upon everyday when never ending toil resides be the dream of many to never come when our ship finally arrives a special day indeed for us when the bluegrass greenly grows the look forward nearly kills when the spotlight shines aglow anticipation's stone throws heavy when in darkest night sinking before a skip to make when a call comes to fight to our dying days at last we come when we meet in our when a return to dust ever so fast for ourselves we will fend M.A. Miller 08.07.00 < !signature--> My calling before me, let quill be my offering; For to be called poet, no greater gift to receive. M.A. [This message has been edited by MA Miller (edited 08-15-2000).] |
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Mark Bohannan Member Rara Avis
since 2000-06-21
Posts 7269In the winds of Cherokee song |
entry accepted and up for review.... now take the verse as it lies and with it see what you can do rules are rules..no compromise. ![]() Very beautiful piece by the way and I thank you for sharing it....it does fit but you know the rules. |
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