| Open Poetry #47 |
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Wishing Well |
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Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan
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. No sound For all the time And coins thrown in Dressed as gate To paradise An Eden with apples Among its limbs Still one will eventually Begin to feel a fool Giving so much For what is after all A hole in barren ground The sun rises in the East In summer meadows Cardinals sing The sky is blue Above the wide deep lake Filled with cool clear water . |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
What more could we wish for? Ida |
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steavenr Member Elite
since 2003-11-17
Posts 4058 |
this is such an elegant write...it needs to be bumped back up to make sure others do not miss it |
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XGarapanX Senior Member
since 2008-06-19
Posts 1435Antarctica |
Yes. Elegant. Huan Yi is a seriously excellent writing machine. ·´~`·»Garapan«·´~`· "Look! Crumbs on his jacketses... Heeee took it!" |
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