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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296
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Starless air weeps for The world’s voice grown hoarse In an unreal city Perennial dry stones hold less water The harlot haunts the corpse What is there, is not The bewildered lie grieving Outstretched arms plough rough fields My invisible companion waits in the grove I could not see anyone The air hissed while escaping Pulling me out of silence The nucleus brings definitive compensation Engendered interpretations Testify to the wealth of range Where the Rose becomes a second language People needing people In rooted and tangled How admirable to give hospitality Unto an expanding scope Unlike mine, yet genuine and kind Earning reflections unlike articles Where essays lay in the dead seas Like old sunken boats Ornate poetics become rare creatures Clinging to decaying rust, like barnacles And the laws of nature With unquestionable attention to energy Passed downward from the future Life lends our hues Self taught by forces Ambitious and sometimes bruised Yet some fair light our bounty be Bending horns to trumpet thee I stand fixed and wing-footed Fearing no more or less Balding friends forsake me Yet, I am daughtered, by this earth As any of the Godesses be Humble in celestial plains Wherein sweet waters we bath Finding sparks of immortal fire Where nature’s port of goodly eyes Continually inspire |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
Very, very much enjoyed -- may I save this one please? |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Lee~ The title spoke not to the beauty within this penning~ 'Where essays lay in the dead seas Like old sunken boats Ornate poetics become rare creatures Clinging to decaying rust, like barnacles And the laws of nature With unquestionable attention to energy Passed downward from the future' AND THIS - 'Yet, I am daughtered, by this earth' WORTH the entire read ... savoured~ *Huglets*  ~*Marge*~ ~*When the heart grieves over what it has lost, |
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