Category: Rhyme
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A Week Before Midsummer
The days are long The nights are hot The south is sunny The north is not* The henge is busy** Over fields green And lands are cliffy*** (Where they’re seen) The tides are cool The waters clear The kids are screaming The ice-cream man’s here!**** The sky is bright The ground is warm And in…
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Starweaver Returns
If you dream of a room that shouldn’t be there, Or a stranger you know with the fairest of hair, Or of a time that isn’t now, Or of a place that isn’t here, You may have been visited by this sightseer Starweaver floats through the dreams of the sleeper Sometimes you wake, sometimes you…
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Daydream
Stillish waters, bluish skies Brightest futures in disguise Jagged horizons up ahead Random thoughts within my head What can be? What if? Why not? A daydream can reveal a lot…
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At Ye Olde Book Shoppe
Ladysighs Is very wise And may have seen through My disguise ‘Though my disguise Does what it tries (But very little Around the eyes) And in my guise Therein, there lies, From the realm of Hidden spies, A writer’s word To fantasize (Nay crystalize) The odd events As they arise… Or words to that effect.…
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The Realm
A time Outside of time itself A place Within a place A water’s edge That reflects itself A space Outside of space A dream Within the waking hours Betwixt The depths of sleep A realm That holds the memories Of secrets Yet to keep
The Mansionic Perspective 