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Jutting out / From amidst the rolling rapids, / Whose years rush against / Its shimmering, solemn face, / / It remains / Erect, though fal
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Let me but taste that hallowed place / Where streams run rapidly / In pursuit of deeper drink / And let rounded, twin pools of intellect an
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He lifts me up-- / Alive, uncertain and afraid. / Undergirding me with patient breezes / Wafting gently, waving softly / Teaching me to flu12 lines, 12 comments, on Jun 11 7:31 PM 2007
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O wicked, winding, wistful web! / why are you woven for me? / O damnable den of delicious doom! / I dare not be drawn in. / Those who have27 lines, 5 comments, on Jul 15 7:07 PM 2007
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ribbons from your fingers / encircle me with silken soft / first caressing length / then crossing back in strings / of sultry stay / enrapt12 lines, 5 comments, on Jul 15 7:28 PM 2007
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her song / of weeping moon forlorn / --rests in starlit treetops10 / his serenade / by sunlight, heated, / --blazes there to meet / but moo13 lines, 20 comments, on Jul 10 9:09 PM 2007
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He splashes / canvas with azure, foam-topped musings / interrupted by sienna, spreading mass / He gathers / purpled oils to compliment / in21 lines, 17 comments, on Jul 12 10:35 PM 2007
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Passion's / playful sands / passed through / narrow curve / to hollow / building there / mound of awaited / gladness / with grains / of fli28 lines, 7 comments, on Jul 30 12:06 AM 2007
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When I was frail, and you had want of fruit
We grew, in twain, in meadow green alongside playful fawns25 lines, 7 comments, on Aug 23 10:42 PM 2007
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She splashes spray upon my toes
tickling them in coy flirtation43 lines, 31 comments, on Aug 10 9:28 PM 2007 -
A song drifts gently through the midnight wood
overtop the swaying trees.21 lines, 6 comments, on Sep 29 11:54 AM 2007
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What is that precious essence
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brilliant shafts of sunlight
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When I awoke between the folds
of boldest, silken slumber54 lines, 12 comments, on Oct 12 2:31 PM 2007
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Coming from the edge
of crowded, winter wood35 lines, 29 comments, on Jan 29 1:38 PM 2008
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What noise? What sound
of heaven’s swift articulation40 lines, 15 comments, on Mar 8 11:57 PM 2008 -
On arid days,
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Lightning strikes.
Thunder makes his sultry, red stampede37 lines, 12 comments, on Apr 1 5:35 PM 2008
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A song drifts gently through the midnight wood overtop the swaying trees.
Its fingered mist creeps down to beckon me with soft, repeated,24 lines, 1 comment, on Apr 2 9:29 PM 2008
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Outside the shade of elder sycamore
she bent to touch the seam of garden’s barren edge60 lines, 21 comments, on Jan 13 2:30 PM 2008 -
A tarnished hide
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When the moon spreads her lace
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Oh, the mystery that broods
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Maybe he thought that if he sculpted her,
Chiseled out the shape of her wide eyes,26 lines, 5 comments, on May 1 4:35 PM 2008
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I have wrestled in fits of sun
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Upon the reed of Somalia’s horn
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Long sleep of waters
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Beneath the open autumn sky
where hope extends beyond the furthest cloud,50 lines, 13 comments, on Sep 23 11:49 PM 2008 -
Delve into my deeper caverns
Indentured servant, trade your bondage53 lines, 10 comments, on Dec 6 11:29 PM 2008 -
I don’t know how this sunken place came to be,
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I have swallowed hard the cardinal’s mating opus, answered;
let the spray of tides sooth sun-parched skin;41 lines, 36 comments, on Jan 9 10:32 PM -
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Though restless sun
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I wonder if we could make a fire?
Walk together along this quiet path,40 lines, 20 comments, on Apr 23 8:20 AM -
call me earth if you are rain
thunderhead dripping steam34 lines, 18 comments, on Jun 12 5:18 AM -
Rest her there upon your open thigh
ply her strings with padded deft,30 lines, 11 comments, on Jul 3 4:16 AM
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