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N i g h t e n g a l a
strands of ideals
glisten ridden
upon the shoals
the hidden
tides
fishing
complimentary and pure
dipped in crescent notions
full of crespula reaching
bathed luxuriant and bare
a millenium breadth
spray fed and touched
an evening aura
worn in depths
smooth swept
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Comments
Esker
Mon, 2013-06-03 14:24
muse...
anew....keep me away
from what weakens me
The winter eyes
the summer small
the autumn dark hair
....
Ian.T
Mon, 2013-06-03 18:54
Muse here
You left me out
I am the Spring
In your step
The new light in your eyes,
The force that melts the Winter
I shall talk to you
I shall festoon your dreams
You will hear me
In all you do
I am The Spring
My energy is new
I remember you..
Take care young Steve, Yours Yenti
.
There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..
eightmenout
Mon, 2013-06-03 23:03
A little more emotion from
A little more emotion from your pen than I am accustom to. It works. It really does.
8
Scott
weirdelf
Wed, 2013-06-05 01:16
You are our finest poet.
You wordcraft is unequalled.
But I am worried about you brother, what is going on?
Send me a PM, please.
cheers,
Jess
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Esker
Wed, 2013-06-05 11:29
ah sweet myth like the perilous muses.....
Have never been finer..No need to PM this
my writing is increasing in paremeters
as it should and as I desire
I am boring the normal of same same
as any and all in my fine city here in Canada
and yet....THERE are new muses
perfection and intellect
the fast craft of conversation
and angles
it is normality I dread most
having never been satisfied
with that simple hunger
that ordinary pleasure
of that being
I prefer to be alive
prefer to never have
that hunger sated
but to be en route
examining all the
pretty and dark realms
awaiting winter
and the fall
and enjoying the treasures
of summer
beneath the crown
of this season
...
Thank You