Saturday, February 9, 2008
Inspired Afterwards Comments
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Cherokee roots, mountain laurels, Tennessee waters,
and two hundred year old gravestones, that I fancied
as the graves of pirates, as one was barely chiseled “Captain”,
and sticking menacingly half broken and crooked out of
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12/6/2025 1:12:34 AM # 1.0.0
This takes me to another place and another time as surely as if the words had been thrown on a canvass. Your final stanza is superb - your muse works through you. And even afterwards? Yes, I know what you mean. The moment fine music finishes - that 'space' left behind. Magic - as is this poem. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥