dedalus Posted June 14, 2009 Posted June 14, 2009 Trailing leaves the sunlight dappling through the trees, that certain moment. Your sun-filtered dress, the look in your hazel eyes! I can never ever come to this leafy park again for fifty or sixty years without ... Well, I shall die. It's not such a bad thing. Quote Drown your sorrows in drink, by all means, but the real sorrows can swim
dr_con Posted June 14, 2009 Posted June 14, 2009 Ded well played an excellent reflection on Chopin- a moving piece to be sure, and a short sweet and perfect little poem;-) Quote thegateless.org
tonyv Posted June 16, 2009 Posted June 16, 2009 Absolutely lovely, Dedalus. I agree with Dr. Con, when he calls it a "perfect little poem." Tony Quote Here is a link to an index of my works on this site: tonyv's Member Archive topic
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