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the ocean
was left behind
and the south grew within you.
He planted the ruins of a house by the river -
and a confederate flag scaled the brick chimney
unfurling gently in purple morning light
©2009 ~lesucredepasteque
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Mood: Joy ~Thornless May 4, 2009, 12:43:24 PM
This is stunning and beautiful, I'd love to understand exactly what you were thinking when you wrote this because the words are so rich in choice of meaning. :)

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Thornless, sed noli me tangere... Enter The Rose
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~lesucredepasteque May 4, 2009, 12:46:39 PM
id tell you if I could remember
I wrote it after driving through the south on my way to florida
I kind of fell in love
so its a kind of love poem in a sense
but with a tragic element

... its hard for me as the author to interpret!
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~in7rainbows May 19, 2009, 3:42:16 PM
This is really beautiful, maybe adding some punctuation would make it read better?
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*Penessence Jun 22, 2009, 6:30:12 PM
Ah I was going to write a 'civil warry' poem
This reminds me of gone with the wind

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We are such stuff as dreams are made on, rounded with a little sleep - The Tempest

*Rhyme-and-Reason ftw
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~Jaime-kendrick Jul 1, 2009, 10:20:14 AM
love it!:)

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"A subject for a great poet would be God's boredom after the seventh day of creation."
Friedrich Nietzsche

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