| Zara |
2/7/2013 8:01:44 PM |
Sustenance
Vincent and Catherine cherish dreams of
Wheres and Whens to be together...
Xanadu? Atlantis? Wonderland?
Yesterdays and tomorrows meet in books of worthy verse.
Each sonnet, every poem read, inspires their fairy tale. |
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| Zara |
2/7/2013 7:12:15 PM |
Tunnels Tapestry
Befriended by strangers
Caring, confronting, creating
Despair dissolves into hope
Emergent dreams enable healing
We ask each other: Will you interweave your life with mine? |
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| SandyX |
2/7/2013 6:33:44 PM |
Tapestry
Silvers, golds, reds, and greens
Threads intertwine, mesh and merge
Until at last a new whole forms - a world
Vibrant, alive ... ready
Awaiting an audience to tell it's beautiful tale |
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| LauraG |
2/7/2013 2:56:52 PM |
Rustling and rasping
Scratching and skittering
Tittering and chittering
Underground mascot
Arthur gets ready for Winterfest
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| T'Mara |
2/7/2013 1:10:51 PM |
A poem of 14 lines -
Brilliant ideas,
Carefully worded and rimed
Delicately expressing deep feelings
Shakespeare knew everything |
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| Bat.balien |
2/7/2013 12:36:36 PM |
Sonnet
Ever sweet
Forever true
Gorgeous moments
Hidden love
Leaving to souls united by the music of words.
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| Bat.balien |
2/7/2013 12:07:27 PM |
Tapestry
Practicly history
Question where from
Right there in the Great Hall
Swinging when people pass by
When Winterfest joy fills the air.
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| Mini |
2/7/2013 11:06:22 AM |
TAPESTRY
Resting against cold stone wall
Stitches of color create pictures
Taking you out of this world,
Until your mind wanders to far away places.
Oh... to dream of the possibilities.
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| Lara |
2/7/2013 2:53:49 AM |
Sonnets in a book
Treasures from the heart of an
Understanding poet.
Vincent rasps them to Catherine and she
Falls asleep cuddled in the safe warmth of his love.
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| Lara |
2/7/2013 2:48:13 AM |
Tapestry
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A beautiful scene woven of threads
Barely stitched together
Cold kept at bay covering a
Doorway left doorless Lantern's outside it...
Don't go in, Catherine's visiting! |
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| Linn |
2/7/2013 1:12:18 AM |
Tapestry
A window to another world
but when I reached out to touch it
cloth-- it was only cloth
Dreams sometimes shatter
in the makebelieve world of a child.
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Back to the Great Hall
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