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The Upper Meadow

Posted: Sunday, August 3rd, 1997 @ 6:41 pm in Poetry | No Comments »

Lying in an open
field, I look at the layers of green
surrounding me.
Solitude.
In this field I spent time
with a lady. One so beautiful
and wise, who smiled at me as I
serenaded her with song. I wondered
at that moment, did I have her heart?
In the darkness,
under the shadowy moonlight, she turned
to rest in the arms of another,
showing that [...]