Bryan Riley

Rookie - 73 Points (September 2,1966 / Salem, Massachusetts)

Swan Lake (3 From Maine) - Poem by Bryan Riley

In the field
where the
horses play,
in the meadow
where we lay
with the fireflies
under the
million stars

: The cries of
the loons that
sent shivers
down our spines:

Sitting by the
fire, the flames
casting lively
shadows on
the faces of
the ones whose
tales will be
told, but
not just yet...

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 26, 2010

Poem Edited: Monday, April 26, 2010

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