Open Poetry #13 |
I walked alone |
Walter Poe Senior Member
since 1999-10-13
Posts 787 |
The Night was cold The moon was full the Air was taught Overhead a gull The sun did set And did rise again in colours such as a gods painting The gentle waves splashed the shore telling tales of distant Avermore Lighting visions in mornings gold Breathtaking moments in the morning old Yet i see it not For i am alone The very deep did rot: O Christ! |
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Decaflame Senior Member
since 2001-05-11
Posts 1635 |
You write very well of what continues to go on through our pain.... well done.... |
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Packratmike Senior Member
since 2001-02-25
Posts 632California, USA |
Yet i see it not For i am alone Enjoyable read...very nice Walter. Mike |
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Titia Geertman Member Ascendant
since 2001-05-07
Posts 5182Netherlands |
'I see it not'? But you took a glimpse did you not? How else could you describe it so beautifully. Like it very much, Titia |
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vandana
since 1999-10-22
Posts 10463USA |
like this |
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