Open Poetry #36 |
Avalon |
Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan |
Under blankets Made of wool Where shoulder tents Against the cold Memories gather Around a fire That flickers Toward an autumn dream And should you wonder Why it’s there The world is warm With skies still blue Ask the heart To answer you— Moonlight Over water |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Beautiful! Though, I think of those blankets made of wool and begin to scratch my shoulders ... But to compensate the scene is so soft and romantic. Love, Margherita |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Very beautiful John...much enjoyed the read. Hugs~Nancy ~Time has cast a spell on you, |
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Dr.Moose1 Member Elite
since 1999-09-05
Posts 3448Bewilderment , USA |
Huan Yi, Interesting. Condensed, yet, not "light". "Light", yet, still full of meaning. Again, the paradox shows through. Doc |
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Drauntz Member Elite
since 2007-03-16
Posts 2905Los Angeles California |
"Here lies King Arthur in the island of Avalon" cold memories--died memories. warm world there--so cold world here. becuase he was killed by his half sister. are you talking about this? or something else. people will say whatever they want about this in 2600. |
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