| Open Poetry #25 |
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The Poet |
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majnu
since 2002-10-13
Posts 1088SF Bay Area |
The Poet His words - Cool balm on a raw buring wound, Hot water to soothe aching muscles, Soft slippers under weary feet, A firm bed to support a tired back. Your mother's hand on your head, Your love's hand on your heart, Your child's laughter in your ears, Your lord's song in your soul - The Poet. -majnu |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
(burning) Yes, all these things and more wrapped up into one gift...the Poet. |
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vlraynes Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-25
Posts 8229Somewhere... out there... |
Well said, majnu...I enjoyed this. ![]() ~Vicky "...until you have read the verse on his heart, |
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A2J Junior Member
since 2002-11-22
Posts 43South Africa |
great poem. enjoyed the read. |
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Dance Junior Member
since 2003-03-28
Posts 34 |
Brava! Brava! ~*~DaNcE~*~ ![]() |
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