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Zombie Wind |
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wordancer Senior Member
since 2000-07-30
Posts 809VA
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Robert’s childhood ponders now in the near dawn of a last night. It has no concept as time skips merrily along; that life fades early— stunned mindless in the hard light of maturity Heard on a evening breeze, as youth faces the far horizon. red rover—red rover come-on-over -Wordancer, the poet who writes to the beat of a different drummer |
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Joyce Johnson![]()
since 2001-03-10
Posts 9912Washington State |
Well done. Thought provoking. Joyce |
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pegasus111 Member Elite
since 2000-07-27
Posts 2219ocala, fl, usa |
crossing over to the next phase is a mystery to most. we do so blindly, not because we want to but, because we must. well written Wordancer the woods are lovely, dark, and deep, but I have promises to keep, and many miles to go before I sleep...Frost |
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wordancer Senior Member
since 2000-07-30
Posts 809VA |
Thanks friends! |
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ellie LeJeune Member Elite
since 2000-01-10
Posts 4156King of Prussia, PA USA |
this is well said. The transition is always so obscure...wish I could remember it!!! A friend hears the song in my heart, and sings it to me when my memory fails. |
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