Open Poetry #39 |
Parsifal |
Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan |
. Oh Gawain, drink your wine . . . No one understood why I was with her. Yet no one else ever heard her, (even you old friend), speak beyond the ugliness of her state. Above that sad, black, thorny realm, through words she rose a flower . . . more beautiful than any encountered in our green and easy land. And I became a man . . . far more than ever alone I could have been without her. See, even now, how her colors fill my sky. . |
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Pilgrimage Member Elite
since 2001-12-04
Posts 3945Texas, USA |
Lovely. Nan (Pilgrim variety) |
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Roniece Dawson-Bruce Member Ascendant
since 2000-01-29
Posts 5689Sydney, Australia |
Just lovely words here John.. RDB |
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Drauntz Member Elite
since 2007-03-16
Posts 2905Los Angeles California |
a beauty. remind me the a poem I, shadow, moon and wine. |
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