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Off in the distance Closer than a blink Mountain cathedrals Cool springs where souls drink Like the early morning Awake before think Awe walks in silence. In this still, quiet Blooms covering, dew Cry in their splendor Intensity's hue Presence abiding A mystery's clue Contentment embraces. Raine Les 8/5/2008 |
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reminds me of a poem i read on a wall in basic
here i sit, all broken hearted had to sh!t but only farted when its safe i took a chance ended up i Sh!t my pants |
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Poetry has basic rhythms and meters. I would say mine, today, has a simple meter to it. It is in content that one derives the most enjoyment. Thank you for sharing your input. I have 2 sons that are Marines. My youngest, at present is in Iraq. The oldest, a Gunny has been twice. They are changed men. Still, my boys. You are someone's boy.
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Loved it,was short and sweet and gave a calm feeling...ty for it
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