Open Poetry #9 |
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Stitch me with sunlight... |
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Master Senior Member
since 1999-08-18
Posts 1867Boston, MA ![]() |
Stitch me with sunlight and dry the blood Of the open gash... It’s only a stream that runs in the mud Of the early spring When Apollo’s gray hands raise up the lash And the horses’ hoofs strike vernal ink... Check out my poetry here: http://cafepoetry.com/stage1/andrey_kneller.htm#My%20Hamlet |
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Meadowmuse Member Elite
since 1999-12-27
Posts 3263 |
Master, this is superb. Your words and skill always intrigue me. ~ Claire Could a greater miracle take place than for us to look through each other's eyes for an instant?......Henry David Thoreau |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
This is good... |
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Master Senior Member
since 1999-08-18
Posts 1867Boston, MA |
Thank you both, should I try to add more to this or does it stand good on its own? |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
I love this...and ya know...it does have the possibility of more...but sometimes that is part of the beauty of something...(at least, I personally like to think so, grinning...) Beautiful just as it is...or, I'm certain, beautiful with more...Admirable work, Master. |
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