Black Poetry : in goblets of gold

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  1. skrybe7

    skrybe7 Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    first goblets of gold that hold vermillion
    where the halls of mirth echo
    cross the curve of time
    reminding indulgent souls of
    joy and wonderment
    and sounds can burn eternal
    how soft the wan spector
    of twilight that glance the
    sillouette of great accacias
    that dance in the rhythm of
    time stolen in increments of days
    and darkness again comes to plunder
    wonderment under heavens faint
    whisper of cycles
    such a simple pleasure to indulge
    the last glassful of sunset
    drink then and rejoice

    (c)05/03/Michael
     
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    aqueenpassing Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Excellent

    Wonderful wordplay, great flow..... Keep expressing

    AqueenPassing
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    skrybe7 Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    thanx seems we simultaneously wrote.
    I posted and then noticed your
    excellent pieces!;) peace to ya!
     
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    $$RICH$$ Lyon King Admin. STAFF

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    man da display of perfection wit da mindful pen
    Tyteeeeeeee scribe poet !
     
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    skrybe7 Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Thanx Rich!
    Much love to ya brah!
     
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