evermore
she haunts the same places
repeatedly assimilating
each glistening detail
longing to feel
connected
I can only surmise that
she shall continue
pensively
until
when seeing the sun rise
on her day
glory unfolds earthwide
as she steps inside
arms enfolding her
evermore
undoubtedly meant
to protect her
from the vagaries
of solitude
To have great poets there must be great audiences too.
Walt Whitman, American Poet (1819-1892)
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| Choices | 0 | 06/21/2009 |
| WONDER | 0 | 06/21/2009 |
| LOST IN DREAMS | 0 | 06/21/2009 |
| Intangible Responses | 0 | 06/19/2009 |
| Silly Simon | 1 | 06/18/2009 |
| Bermuda Grass | 2 | 06/16/2009 |
| evermore | 0 | 06/17/2009 |
| Butterflies | 1 | 06/16/2009 |
| leaves and grass | 0 | 06/04/2009 |
| ground frogs | 0 | 06/19/2009 |
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