Most recent edit on 2008-01-05 15:11:49 by 210.22.158.132 [eloracgetnog]
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trlichicoer
âÃÂÃÂOh sea, I knew it would be hard, being with you
Maybe I havenâÃÂÃÂt loved enough
Make me free of myself, make me free from hardnessâÃÂÃÂ
The poet became the seaâÃÂæ
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âÂÂOh sea, I knew it would be hard, being with you
Maybe I havenâÂÂt loved enough
Make me free of myself, make me free from hardnessâÂÂ
The poet became the seaâ¦
Edited on 2008-01-05 15:10:32 by 210.22.158.132 [monvarsitlib]
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elpasbo
âÂÂOh sea, I knew it would be hard, being with you
Maybe I havenâÂÂt loved enough
Make me free of myself, make me free from hardnessâÂÂ
The poet became the seaâ¦
Deletions:
âOh sea, I knew it would be hard, being with you
Maybe I havenât loved enough
Make me free of myself, make me free from hardnessâ
The poet became the seaâ¦
Edited on 2007-11-09 19:02:43 by u15267913.onlinehome-server.com
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nodomlaolob
âOh sea, I knew it would be hard, being with you
Maybe I havenât loved enough
Make me free of myself, make me free from hardnessâ
The poet became the seaâ¦
Deletions:
‘Oh sea, I knew it would be hard, being with you
Maybe I haven’t loved enough
Make me free of myself, make me free from hardness’
The poet became the sea…
Oldest known version of this page was edited on 2007-01-22 13:35:14 by remarkability.demon.co.uk []
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Poet and Sunset in the Sea
Cuprous sky (copper?)
Sea of lead
Scatter of phosphoric clouds
Coast like a pile of iron, far away
And a tired poet in the turbulent sea.
Fear of sharks with teeth of steel
Fear of coming night, that covers the sky
With a dark metallic curtain
A curtain that is nailed with billions of sharp diamonds
*
An amorous poet surrounded by hardness:
Hard sky, hard sea, hard coast, hard destiny
And a hard world
In that time and space, and in that world
Maybe only a poet could conjure up a sea fairy
A fairy with a heart as soft as blossom
A fairy that sings a song of hope and rescue
*
Tired poet with little life remaining
Whispered to the sea the last verse of his final poem:
‘Oh sea, I knew it would be hard, being with you
Maybe I haven’t loved enough
Make me free of myself, make me free from hardness’
*
The eternal sea sent her biggest wave
And took him inside herself
And the poet became perpetual life
The poet became the sea…
The storm ended and tranquillity came back to the sea
And the world flowed softly on.