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Poem 1: A Beginning

I sat and I wondered, to myself in my head, what shall I do before going to bed? "There's not much day left; there's no time ...

Saturday, August 27, 2011

Poem 316: Fabric and Lace

Draped in fabric of silk and satin
yellows and blues and white
Lace and ruffles, flowing movements
black heels in the night

Wind curved branches bend above us
hair and wood in flight
Flowing freely, cloth and spirit
bask in the moonlight.

Then winds empower searching hearts
who gently float from sight
Darkness deepens, peace is lost
stars no more are bright



   



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