Open Poetry #37 |
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Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan |
A few soft notes Struck once Echoed over mountains Across deserts oceans To move to a cabin By a secluded shore There they play At dawn By the light of the moon Under silent stars And Orpheus though dead Remembering love . . . What it was to fly Stirs in his sleep And sighs |
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SarBear Member
since 2003-06-05
Posts 205Massachusetts |
This is beauitful.I could almost hear the notes echoing. So descriptive. |
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Ratleader
since 2003-01-23
Posts 7026Visiting Earth on a Guest Pass |
And sigh he always will...because having flown the skys of those other places, he knows there is more, and the quiet lakeshore is just a picture of tranquility....a screen and no more. ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸ ¸¸ºº> ~~~(¸¸ER¸¸ºº> |
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Drauntz Member Elite
since 2007-03-16
Posts 2905Los Angeles California |
read abd enjoyed each words but I may have lost some meaning. |
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