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Parting at Morning (Free verse) by Sasha Water.
Wavers of a rose
on its surface bloom.
Purple in the smokey clouds
seems an altarâs plume.
Nightly light and nightly shadows,
shadows with no end.
Calm of amber, craze of ruby
round the region blend.
Her nice faceâs magic changes
heap their glory on
all our tears and breath and kisses
in the dawn!
The dawn!
Up the ladder:
Boiled
Down the ladder:
My Heroes
Votes: (green: user, blue: anonymous)
Arithmetic Mean: 6.5
Posted: September 16, 2004 6:06 AM PDT; Last modified: September 16, 2004 7:15 AM PDTWeighted score: 5.4034123 Overall Rank: 3149 Comments:
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edpeterson @ 68.79.13.227
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16-Sep-04/9:03 AM
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i like it. I would kill the rep at the end, but i can see its impact.
Thank you, dear eponymous LittleWeenis for the anonymous vote and the user vote that so clearly show my inadequacies that I was unable to see before. I know you are unable to do something of that nature simply out of anger and therefore I humbly bow to you and your bow'ls for all the good low votes you give me.
Thank you LittleWeenis, for showing me the error of my ways, you have touched my heart to song. 275 view(s)
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