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The Poetaster's Korner Tasteful poetry for JESUS but don't let the flowers fool you. NO HOMERS ALLOWED!

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Default Dear opponent, - 12-30-2006, 07:54 AM

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let's make pearls
instead of quarrels?

Place a grain of sand inside me,
bide a while—idle wild
while my nature smoothes the grit
until it turns a pearl, or pit.

I surrender—see your pearl?
This gift for you—its glow is amber
in the firelight on the beach,
all the nights the embers reach—

for butter, salt, a bit of bread;
my life was that, and this is said
with no regrets, except that now
I am devoured,

and so, propose—

we dance on in the moontime pale,
strumming pearls of words on strings,
forgetting knots and without clasps.

See our words float to the sky?

So many moons are human sighs


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Last edited by Deaner; 12-30-2006 at 12:09 PM. Reason: Corrected spelling
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