Ecstatic bird songs pound
the hollow vastness of the sky
with metallic clinkings--
beating color up into it
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Out, onto love’s hues Oh love, of loving actions by men sovereign, put into symbolism, by men grown of loving, love on worldly placards, people to see, framed love concepts, people's wonder. From the line, D. Ellymeu
WCW is not new to me But Giorgio Veneto, who is he I searched the annal of poetry And his name I could not see. Gee I hope that's poetic enough!
Compared to thee, oh William, the unknown Greek poets are all supposed to be candidates for the Noble Prize. This write is not a poem.
like crossroad that ends without returning back the past....and just a little limbo of satisfaction, where every soul awaits the glorious joy of what is the moment of reality.....beautifully crafted, ever that ink....a 10+
Eternally pertinent. You say you await the Dawn/But I say you are the Dawn.
Dawn, the most beautiful moments of nature...... thank u for ths poem. tony