Monday, May 8, 2006

Song Of Descent Comments

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Sunset sings and dyes-the-graying-green
Time of the eucalyptus red
The air, in fanfare, throws confetti
Made of living-herbal-scent
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Roxana G.M.
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Steve Rossiter 08 May 2006

I really liked this poem. The phrasing was great. Thanks for allowing me to read it.

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