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Date Posted: 20:16:49 08/04/05 Thu
Author: AGS
Author Host/IP: 69.182.158.64.adsl.snet.net / 69.182.158.64
Subject: The Solidarity

Tear me, ever; O' Lady, so
gently, among fevered and softened heights

wondering
tethered

this weave bears
crisp arrogant chills, sift
harsh airs
so
intrinsically, by wet streams of
music

played, that shall

field
always, the grandest
sparks, loose
upon fragile lingering sights
of the fallen
waters

clear it makes none
of its distinguishing marks;
the blaring of so
far a range

In endless succession the heighten'd mountains do
looms - offer tranquilities
in her
weaves
(alas) too
by the endless circumference of
the furthest seen valley
a churn lit
as bright
as a tossed sun -
light

perceptions of
the scattering of
waves; frugal, larks
in soft flying
as
a
winds by
salted seashore
grown, ever in its diced --

majestic,

winds of flight

and winds, in the highlands to be
always

sheered
respected, hear'd, readily dismissed

a bliss of circumference
wild
hidden

meaningless; but
to
you

like slim fallen wax-
es of burnt sifted candles:

deceived ever;
that line the row
of drifted raw spirals of ranges, of

heighted mountains:

fire traced, that will mention
her own sight of trances

An elegance in touch; the skill belonged
a tongue without speech
floated
the traces of harbors by groves
meandering through high cliffs
in wondering, the back
of the winding sun

forefront, flat, skies, disguise
pocked ever
as alleys or cobs -

a tender bee is watching hears

rudiments; the hearts fears; so beside
another, set wandering eyes
and a bees song

to;

climb heavens skies

That must -

know no clouded sight
weave, save
structure by the lying fern

a head, an earn
and colored, dabbed
away; it must
turn

Hence, the wonder
of another
day, in

wandering song

Slims the travails line
captured inside,

the halls glow, so often yellow
as fishes, winded starken caves
of a sea

bent on keeping;
the quaint deal they have made
and of course, the walls don't listen
nor
rocks inside -

that weaves too
of a seas striation

Who dwells, so much near
furlongs, roads, maps

atlas

Her sleek traps now by mud's
relief's aching,

and the moon soft overhead,
to cast an oft bewildered shadow

The wires her dread
never told

nor any; just
the winds of sky's

environment gone; as she

has taken the wind
that has gone alone
with her

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Re: The Solidarity -- Raphaela, 15:12:38 08/07/05 Sun