All Comments on 'Athena Dawn'

this trip is sure producing some great stuff.

~so I sit beside

and await the whirl

just a tired old man

and a silent girl

a mirage, a muse

an ascending pearl ~

I saw myself in this verse.

That a great verse.

Travel safe Randi.

For me, the last two stanzas stand out.

*no thermometer

Here's a piece can be appreciated on multiple levels. Right now, I'm appreciating the melodic sound of this piece.

This poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 34,000 poems.

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A somehow sweet and intimate picture ~ an old man and a young girl.