Poetry from a Time Forgotten : Fishing for Poems

Saturday, March 8, 2008

Fishing for Poems

Here in the quiet where a snug heart warms by glowing fire, you sleep. In the glow of light etched on an icicle, hang oblong thoughts slowly melting to the beat of rhythm and sun. I walk toward its rising. A rustling squirrel digs at the frozen leaves near an embankment in my mind, looking for his... Sign in to see full entry.

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