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Jul 21, 2010 13:32

The drunken poet
who knows no bounds or limits
in the midday heat -
amidst dried, past prime flowers,
barely standing, still dreaming.

Wow, has it really been 3 months since I wrote a poem?

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poetbear July 21 2010, 17:57:24 UTC
yes, and we've missed them!~paul

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cranehaven July 21 2010, 21:35:22 UTC
... Thank you Paul, its a mix of being busy and not feeling my poetic inspiration.

Best wishes

~P

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la_tisana July 21 2010, 18:00:52 UTC
so nice to see you back here, Paul :)

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cranehaven July 21 2010, 21:36:00 UTC
spacibo . . . ! I hope this note finds you well and in good spirits

~P

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b_oki July 22 2010, 14:07:42 UTC
hello there stranger!
nice to see you again.
i enjoyed your poem :)

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cranehaven July 22 2010, 19:26:55 UTC
Hi Bette,

Thank you . . ! I'm glad you stopped by and I hope life and creative energies are continuing to thrive

Warm wishes

~P

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