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Submitted by paparazii on 15 September 2009 - 9:49am.| Updated 17 September 2009 - 6:13am.
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Deep beneath a history lost
Of oddity deeds–of dark ‘n’ light
There laid a tale to wrought
On weathered stroll and wet
Beneath dungeouns deep
And caverns dark
On dwarves bones ‘n’ goblins spoil
And flutes and harps of melody’s broken
There many a song was sung
Unheard by man or elves
Locked–the uncommon mystery under mountain
Thor, whose shadow’s a spirit of doom
Where dragons ashes and boldmen bones reside
There the curse forever abides
That none of dark or light art can enter
Therefore until the stroll is worn out
Shall this tale be told to this generation
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Oh Papi mine, you’ve
Oh Papi mine, you’ve coined a new poetry, a new way of saying things
and I for one like it, although not quite the use of language required officially
by those that know!!!!! No I love it, its language sets things askew so that
we look at things normal with a more intense gaze, and that is what poetry
is about isn’t it? I enjoyed your stroll and was glad it was cursed to produce
your poem.
“There a many song was sung”…….=There many a song was sung
Thor’s shadow could have an (’s) on the end of = shadow’s- not Thor.
beaneath= beneath
gobblins= goblins
mystrey= mystery
Love to you Papi from Ann of Norway
Thanks Ann
I’m sorry that these days i’m not interacting much here on Neopoet, i’m just going through something that at this present i feel that i’ve come so far trying to deal with it and am loosing hope. Don’t know for how long should God expect me to keep patience, i’m quite yearning for a change, for a miracle, for just something to get me going.
Anyway, hope you’re okay Ann and i just want you to know that i’ll never forget you, you’re a kind and a great mentoring friend. Love and light and more blessings to you.
Best regards
Pap
Oh Papi, "loosing hope"
Oh never do that, its worth hanging on to, or is it something you would wish wasn’t a hope?
I don’t know what you are dealing with so I cannot say anything about it but I would love to be
able to help, should I in my humble, distant way ( far away!) be able to. You can use a private
message should you wish it not to be public knowledge, but perhaps i cannot help,
it would be so sad to miss you here with us.
Do say something, we enjoy your
poetry, if however you are forced somehow to stop, then when you return we shall all be glad
that you have got through the problem(s).
Not very well written this letter but I am in a hurry…..
Love to you in all you do Papi, from Ann