As soon as breath the body left
starts sweet decomposition;
but on the Last Dream it is fed
returns for recognition ...
myra
2002
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With inversion, the atmosphere of the Olde Worlde is being reconstructed ... I am an incurable chamber poet: oh, but to walk with Keats! Content: lost love/death
Written February 4th, 2002
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Beautifully written
Hello Myra, this is so very beautiful in its meaning..
As soon as breath the body left
starts sweet decomposition;
but on the Last Dream it is fed
returns for recognition ...
I enjoyed reading this particular piece. Thank you for sharing it with me
~~~Johnny Wheeler~~~
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don't touch it!
owe!!!my head hurts, can't you tellI am but a child, I always tought I was a deep thinker, but my deep thinking is more suited to quanum theory LOL, it is a beautiful thought though, so graceful in presentation, yet my head hurts seeking the meaning,sorry, we jst are on different wavelengths I think, I bet you write the most fabulous loveletters in the world though,
sheepish grin, when I read your prose it is just beautiful, I guess it is just beautiful for the flow and blend of the huge vocabulary you obviously excercise, I will read on, I have to see what I am missing, maybe I am not mising, but something is here, I jst have to see what it is, anyway, not sure what else to really sayhere, I like to see you visit me, makes me feel like I am a little more skilled than I likely am to hear you giveme compliments,you obviously moved up to the next level and I am but a lowly nursery rhyme poet, anyways, I thank you, I thankyou for this beautiful prose, and your kind words,
joe -
Thanks you two!
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the cycle eh :o)
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This is great! Awesome, Myra!
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Thanks my dear Poetess. I love your new haiku!
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So beautiful *sighs* :o)
You are so inspired!
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