(1) Perfect Storm by Sandra Fowler

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(1) Perfect Storm

I had you at the height of your poem.
Green thundered in the silence of itself.
I think our moment had its perfect storm,
Though it existed in a shadow tune.

A feeling older than Methuselah
Brings back your Slavic mood with every spring.
I treasure April as I would a Psalm.
Distance, my friend, is rare and ripe for praise.

Previously published, 'The World Poets Quarterly', China

Sandra Fowler

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Kesav Easwaran (6/9/2008 2:59:00 AM)
these emotion rich eight lines show how treasure like you value a friend a poem and memories you like, sandra! *10*

Abha Sharma (5/7/2008 9:42:00 PM)
a beautiful imagery put in the context of nature and emotion...
I think our moment had its perfect storm,
Though it existed in a shadow tune.
.................................................an impressive metaphor to reveal the feelings
**Abha**

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