And Yet again

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Part 1 of the 2 part series

Updated 03/17/2021
Created 07/26/2003
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Dark ages, long stages      
Watch her walk, sway to her beat
        Do the dogs come sniffing,
are the hounds baying?
Hooves pounding, senses reeling
Came home again and romped away    
Does she hold the new Ones ,
did He take her old think      
Think?  things
        Yes Maybe        
Circles of latitude,
twirling and swirling in loop sand bounds
        Keep My head Up
and take a bow as many start clamouring        
the bills and the beaks  ,
those raucous voices filling the night skies  

Move mountains, in My dreams
leap small toadstools in the afternoon,
lassitude and stupor ,
both call to me ,
in their arms do I find surcease
      
What , you exclaim,
surfeit, a round rolling ball
Gathers so much moss
a snowballs chances of survival

What claims did you make,
she ran and sweated  
I love the smell  
That sheen, that patina,
Those eyes blazing
She is Mine and I claimed her

Do the Gods know?
They should ,
They told Me to
        And then They acquiesced        
  

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duddle146duddle146about 17 years ago
intimacy

The Gods smiled upon me ~ I pursued you ~ success.

LeBrozLeBrozover 17 years ago
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Last two strophes are just great!

jthserrajthserraabout 20 years ago
Some interesting wordplay

I loved the wordplay, but think I missed the message. To read it aloud is a joy.

jim :)

AnonymousAnonymousabout 20 years ago
Hitting your thumb with the hammer

Often you hit the nail on the head, but sometimes you miss and put a hole in the wall - leaving nothing but exceptionally florid language.

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