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Fantasia's Greensleeves |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296
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The words came so utterly close… Hugging them to my breast For a long thoughtful moment "English Folksong Suite" looked Dramatically into my heart Like a master’s flame burning Aromatic into my core for eternity Pearly whites amazing substance As my boat sails into morning Romanticizing places, perceiving a strangeness Not apparent, yet mysteriously exotic Giving occasion to reach out and touch the brim Wondering what lives in a “serenade for strings” (Violins) No doubt to a stretching and extended space Where the mind’s eye soars or’r flesh of waves Offspring unwinding and springing future’s coming Such automatic innocence, gallantry’s bright plumage Playing the sunlit, water feeding me its plums Duration noticing something between two moments Some harmonious naves riddle with medley Where my own tears fall away Discovering this zenith, I no longer knowing what was Nor what is to be, yet my mind awakened I marvel at this consciousness swarming in air Dispelling all cares. perfuming winks at me Days newly arrive or’r a beautiful south wind Blossoming meadows and warm sand Building a fire in a Song "Before Sunrise" Wrote this last night while loosing myself in Fantasia's Green Sleeves |
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Brad Majors 
since 2001-04-03
Posts 2647Georgia |
well done |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
some of the good writes come from losing oneself at night  building fires...hmmm...got me thinking |
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