The eye follows, the land
Slips upward, creases down, forms
The gentle buttocks of a young
Giant. In the nestle,
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cool Poem this was interesting and I actually have a test about this so it will be easier for me
Around and through these Cold phantasmatalities, He walks, insisting To the languid air, Activity, music, A generosity of graces.. generosity of graces. tony
An extravagant write that paints a clear picture of the symptomatic state of affairs in the place " you wanna be? "
In the nestle, Old adobe bricks, washed of Whiteness, paled to umber, Await another century. very great poem of Maya dear. tony
Roses are red, Violets are blue, I got diamonds, and i killed you.
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The eye follows, the land Slips upward, creases down, forms The gentle buttocks of a young Giant. - - - The pen in her hand draws true portraits not only of the land, not only of the cities, but of the hearts and souls of man. You find verses like this sparkling everywhere in her poems
Enjoyed this elegant write. Takes me back to days of old. Old landmarks of hills, mountains, valleys, etc. has all of the markings of things past. They can't be erased by the hands of time. An inspiring write.
An insightful poem well articuated and nicely penned with conviction.....