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VISITING GHOST
Forgotten already, again I'm coming
White-clad into my home from far beyond,
Chalking indelibly a secret omen
On our old favored bench over the pond.
To tease the naughty breeze tussles and licks trees;
Meanwhile, I slide along the lawn and dare
Touching the silky cheek of my dear mistress
To delicately smooth her well-groomed hair.
And by the drawing-room a draft ethereal
Passes with me on tiptoe'¦ What a game
To wave my hand, see-through and immaterial,
And be dissolved as softly as I came.
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| Thank you, GreenIce, for your warm comment. |
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"To tease the naughty breeze tussles and licks trees"
"And be dissolved as softly as I came"
I love the way you describe. I have the hardest time doing just that..though my vocabulary is quite small...I am expanding though...so It would be true to say i am moving forward in that way... :) I just had to express my adoration of the way you write...Very nice. :) |
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| Thank you again, UncleDes. |
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Comment by: - 2006-05-26 13:47
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| Short and very good - again I love the way you use words. |
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Do all poems have to be equal for the reader?
One may friend has a saying: If you like any 5 poems by some poet, it is good for the poet. Other people might have another five poems. It is bad, when no one like any 5. Bad for a poet.
Thank you for your sincere sharing. |
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