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We were poets, Once, Hearts etched upon our sleeve The lords of our intent, Words bloomed for all to see. Each branch of thought considered, Chiseled, Whittled to express. Carving the forest in our likeness We paved the landscape with our breath. Woods would sway in idle days Sunkissed glades lay bathed in gold. Nights waylaid by dancing maids Cheap ale and tales of old. Fires burn, flames unfold. Though Embers remember Tender clutch of the cold. We tend to forget the bargained, The sold. Up rivers and creeks, Paddles, disowned by the meek, Cast away to distant shores.   Glades decay, Fade to grey. We become poets once more.
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Apr 13, 2017
Apr 13, 2017 at 4:01 AM UTC
Once Upon a Rhyme
We were poets, Once, Hearts etched upon our sleeve The lords of our intent, Words bloomed for all to see. Each branch of thought considered, Chiseled, Whittled to express. Carving the forest in our likeness We paved the landscape with our breath. Woods would sway in idle days Sunkissed glades lay bathed in gold. Nights waylaid by dancing maids Cheap ale and tales of old. Fires burn, flames unfold. Though Embers remember Tender clutch of the cold. We tend to forget the bargained, The sold. Up rivers and creeks, Paddles, disowned by the meek, Cast away to distant shores.   Glades decay, Fade to grey. We become poets once more.
RWRutledge
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RWRutledge
37/London
Apr 13, 2017
Apr 13, 2017 at 4:01 AM UTC
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