| Open Poetry #39 |
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Ringing Out The Old |
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Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan
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. The ship’s clock Will strike twelve bells And out in a field Of new snow Across the road I will see my father Again like a little boy Shooting his shotgun Into the air . |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Great imagery! Very much enjoyed! Happy New Year! Sing in me muse... |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
The memories that lead one forward are the most treasured. Thank you, John. |
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trutodaraiders Senior Member
since 2006-12-02
Posts 820CA |
Brings back memories of me and my dad 2. Thanks for stirring the imagination |
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Drauntz Member Elite
since 2007-03-16
Posts 2905Los Angeles California |
what a warm memory in the cold field. searching the lost sound in the quiet snow. father, the love and strength forever live with our soul. |
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