| Open Poetry #35 |
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My father died in bed Calling for his Bellerophon How much He wanted to ride his horse Into one last battle I remember the tears he shed To find himself unable See the smoke How it rises from the cave It’s time to go Say goodbye to all my friends— Tell them I was happy |
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you paint a picture very well.... |
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DavePage Member Elite
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Like it Dave |
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yv Senior Member
since 2003-05-30
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Yet again...touching. This is truly heartfelt and lovely...I must say you have a knack for simplistic creativity. Yv-Goddess of Her Domain. Symbol of Truth Passion Pain. Let Her Smile Rain on the Hearts of the Innocent. |
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Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan |
"I must say you have a knack for simplistic creativity." ? This may be like the time a woman on my staff told me how as a child she and her friends after purchase were disappointed to find that their Ken dolls had no gentiles. |
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Drauntz Member Elite
since 2007-03-16
Posts 2905Los Angeles California |
hero. |
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