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Anya Jul 2018
The maiden so fair
In all her grace
The gold leaf in her hair
And snow pedaled face
Night and day we sing
In elegant song
A rhyme to our queen

      And look Oberon!!!!!
Acrostic poem that correlates with another
Anya Jul 2018
Of all the kings
Bear him to mind
Eternal ruler of these
Riches, magic, and wine
Of fairies and song
Now praise Oberon
Acrostic poem
Anya Mar 2018
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Anya Mar 2018
Golden fields
Welcome tender breeze
Gaze withdrawn
To these grainy seas
Love cannot wake
To the sun at your door
Of golden fields
Not to sway anymore
Listen not
To sounds of earth
No bells or cries
Or the worlds sweet mirth
Children roam
with one voice late
And fields of gold
Beyond choice or fate
Above mountains and rivers
Of bright flourishing rye
Soon we all need
Someone to kiss us goodbye
Anya Mar 2018
Ran
Drunk high on desire
Rich memories of you
You gallant cruel liar
A brisk heavenly brew

Leaving no goodbye
Where persimmon leaves blow
Now here you lie
Beneath gray snow

Although I asked
You did not stay
Nor reason you passed
Merely could not say

And though the vine
Of may bells ring
Thy marigolds bless wine
And bring soft spring
Anya Jan 2018
Gin
Tomorrow if you were to devour man
With the same mouth you kissed my hand
And that same mouth cried it's love to me
So undoubtedly and free
Would it be that easy for me to say
'I love you' the same way I do Today
Anya Nov 2017
Dreaming jellyfish
Sing their song
And sleep on the gentle shore
And long through the night
With their glittering light
They sing their songs evermore
Their song echoes out
Without volume or shout
In the colors that hang in the sky
Their voices bound
To a silent sound
Then drift to the heavens up high
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