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O' Winterbourne. Dry streams In a Daybed Calling . . .( tommy boy moran / Ireland ) Word games Word play It is indeed this course I choose today ( . . . Nothing more or less different from Yesterday ) Cold, empty and dry daybed, Your stream is the essence and true issuance Of your standing in tempered stead Ah, to be You, Winterbourne! Out from the chalky depths held in by summer! Flow ye now, out from nature's seasonal thunder! In winter ye flow strongest, flow ye now free in your Gentle blowing winter's decree! Dance on thimbles, dance on stone, Balance erect upon your throne Dance carefully here atop my needle's point, For it is now, O' Winterbourne, on this very day, I do thee anoint. O' Winterbourne, how I do love thee. tommy boy moran / Ireland - 2014 === |
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Thank ye, tazzops. You da man!
tommy boy === |
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Impressive. :)
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red_lace,
Thanks for your input. So glad ye found this piece impressive. Your so nice. Stay sweet. tommy boy moran / Ireland. === |
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fanciful i like it very much |
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Your words painted a lovely picture in my mind and when I closed my eyes I could smell the clean spring air and hear the babbling brook calling my name....You are so good at what you do ((((Tomo))))
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Aye. Tommyboy, you have indeed captured the image of a precocious river. Question: is it that you desire to "dance on thimbles, dance on stone/Balance erect upon your throne..."?
(Those are my favorite lines!) |
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beautiful that emotional
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As always, love to read your writings. Great play on words.
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Thanks, all. Appreciate your enriching comments. This was to say the least a brief array.
tommy boy moran / " The Island " === |
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