A Place to Rant.
things said in the desert when least expected
Mon, March 19, 2007 - 1:05 PM
the oldest story told
bring winds of warmth
to fight back the biting cold
pulsing ball of light
bringing order to the fold
stare at it
stare at it
blink away gold
Mon, March 19, 2007 - 1:05 PM -
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Mon, March 19, 2007 - 1:24 PM
u forgot to add this AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Mon, March 19, 2007 - 8:16 PM
very nice... the oldest story told... very nice way of putting it. two thumbs up fer Scott
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Thu, March 22, 2007 - 9:30 AM
Scott I am going to write a poem called Blink Away Gold and dedicate it to you... right now! It will of course pale in comparison.
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Tue, July 17, 2007 - 12:34 AM
love your poem! i especially like the rhythm of the first three stanzas, and how it changes in the last one, and the repetition...it really accurately portrays the idea that you can't help staring at the sun, even though it clouds your vision, it's such an amazing and wonderous sight to behold
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