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Garland Horse
faded
from all the turns
against the sun
these rains have
washed and blessed you
into pale sweetness
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Esker
Sun, 2011-02-06 19:11
troise riviere
slate grey
crumbled
and the river
calm as sterling
the dark moist
hills rising
into translucent
clouds
ascension
is the scene
of passivity
and gentleness
and wild
hearted
I still remember
that
and the carnival
horses
waiting in the feild
bolted to their
stand
the rain making everything
bright and sad.......
author commentlou
Mon, 2011-02-07 00:38
Hi
Your poetry is so wonderfully visual.
I have no suggestions , just praise,
Fab!!!!
Love Lou
Stand tall, be proud to be who you are, give the world the finger!!!!
Nordic cloud
Mon, 2011-02-07 01:43
while the horses fire and steam
Dear American native man, Steven,
The comment is so wonderfully placid,
while the horses fire and steam
in dew damp dawn
rises up
to sing of their tale of life,
just beautiful.
Before I wrote the above I wrote this:-
Your delicate breath floats down
and brushes your consciousness
as you see the dark silhouette
of what once was,
it is now become pale and sweet.
Love to you aux trois rivière our Steven.
"The image of yourself which you see in a mirror Is dead,
but the reflection of the moon on water, lives." Kenzan.
Kailashana2
Mon, 2011-02-07 07:15
sleep no more, my love
sleep no more, my love
our silhouettes ride the dawn
paling as the moon
~A