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Dreams Of Myth

Ulysses rising from the soot
in silver robes left underfoot,
while softer rains fall to the earth
the wicked tames his golden mirth.

A legend that his servant told
has since grown mosses ages old,
a temper marked by mighty girth
the wicked tames his golden mirth.

Avalon seen by star swept seas
immortal reigns a softer breeze,
legends give us a quiet berth
the wicked tames his golden mirth.

Ulysses rising from the soot
the wicked tames his golden mirth.

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Comments

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  • macandrew
    March 5, 2008
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    Wonderfully written. A great subject and a vocabulary which pleases.

    Off to read some more of your works.
    John

  • Eusebius
    January 8, 2008

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    Bravo

    I love this poem! Excellent, wonderful, terrific! I love the lyrical sound of this...it's golden! Bravo... Bravo... Bravo...


  • Rheea gold member
    January 6, 2008
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    wow


  • Mrs. Serial Killa
    January 6, 2008
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    * * I think there are many talented people on AP i think she was trying to be nice


  • Mrs. Serial Killa
    January 6, 2008

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    Holy Snize! I love you Tirrel you and your poems make me want to kick someone in the face *kicks someone in the face* ohh sorry!! anyways your amazing!


  • Jalalbad gold member
    January 6, 2008

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    your poetry is amazing. You are one of the few good poets in AP. Thank you for being here and sharing your talent.

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