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Dear Wanderer

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The gray clouds scatter pierced by spears
and flashes of golden light
in a space of mind
where the sky and the sea collide
projected on a canvas of ghostly shades of blue
and grayish green...
and far away, cliffs draped in mantles of fog
caressing the trees, nurturing hopes
sowing the seeds of remembrance,
shards from fragmentary sequences of dreams

which dwell in this forlorn landscape
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Wednesday, September 4, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: romanticism
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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bill Cantrell 04 September 2019

A very gentle poem, very pleasant to read...full marks!

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Spock The Vegan 04 September 2019

" and far away, cliffs draped in mantles of fog caressing the trees, nurturing hopes sowing the seeds of remembrance, shards from fragmentary sequences of dream" ' Good imagery, Agatha. Thanks

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