Nikolai Curtis


The Plains Of Lane - Poem by Nikolai Curtis

The Plains of Lane
Are golden and sane
Grace is in her lips
Humor is in her hips

How majestic is her splendor?
How lovely are her flowers?
Her image is magnificent to the beholder
Her Passion never sours

She leads the other lands with Grace
Her spirit of laughter gives her the edge
All the lands are blessed by her face
Her love and humor are to acknowledge

Creatures find strength and refuge in Lane
The presence of the one there is ever strong
Many people come there to belong
In the magnificent, majestic plains of Lane


Comments about The Plains Of Lane by Nikolai Curtis

  • Gold Star - 39,733 Points Aftab Alam Khursheed (11/28/2012 1:11:00 AM)

    a good topic, nice choice of words, finaa good poem///// (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Poem Edited: Wednesday, November 28, 2012


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