Shall I remind you of those summer nights
When we were young and I without renown
And we would meet out past the city lights
And I would spread a blanket on the ground.
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p1youth was a siren call hot summer nights wind whipped haunted souls, crowds of schoolyard childhood friends time autumn winds scattered fall, artists always snare enter life mysteries unseen by earth grounded lives,
I wrote the poem 'Youth Flame Siren Call Hot Summer Nights', inspired by the poem 'Night Moves By Bob Seger As A Sonnet', by the poet Suzanne Hayasaki and dedicated to Suzanne Hayasaki.
p2artists turn leaf pages follow siren songs in mind paint word pictures in galleries in time, never ran against the wind were were flame burning minds rapture riding cosmic solar winds moving child stationary rocks to meteor flight
I wrote the split images 'Artists Turn Leaf Pages' and 'Flame Burning Minds Ride Solar Winds', inspired by the above comment on the poem 'Night Moves By Bob Seger As A Sonnet', by the poet Suzanne Hayasaki and dedicated to Suzanne Hayasaki.