Fount
It must have been the day
Or the night
Midday
Or midnight
That the thought of you
Crossed over me
And I arose
Unto my genuflection
ampoule, August Sixth, Two Thousand Ten
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Fount
It must have been the day
Or the night
Midday
Or midnight
That the thought of you
Crossed over me
And I arose
Unto my genuflection
ampoule, August Sixth, Two Thousand Ten
"Less is more." In the case of this poem, much, much more. I love it, and to compensate for its brevity I will read it over and over again.
Welcome back!
Prince, you are always so kind. Thank you. I see so many new names. Can't wait to read their poetry!
Long time no see! It's wonderful to have you back.
Thank you angiholic! It's good to be back Auntie! ;) Thanks!!
I see it late, but I read it well and - savour it. Welcome back, ampoule. Bar
Thanks Bar and maz!! I have to get busy reading now. ;)
Very good poem, ampoule. Loved the expressive brevity. thanks, H
Thank YOU! I have heard some very nice things about you so I am very pleased that you stopped by to read and comment.