I write so brisk
So sweet and remiss
A delightful abyss
Is an easy dismiss
When one is contented
On those long frequented
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The Meadow Rose
ПоэзияGardens of Plenty, stories unfold, It's a telling for many, from centuries ago... I've gathered some work from moments I've been emboldened to clarity... befuddlement, in many ways, it paints my prose. It continues to keep me on my toes. When...
In the Garden's Quiet
I write so brisk
So sweet and remiss
A delightful abyss
Is an easy dismiss
When one is contented
On those long frequented
