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Thursday, January 27, 2011

Oceanic Poeticwhat that Hydra's Gas Poisoned do we Lament, Oh My Lyre?

(Sonnet to invoke A.S. and T.S.E)

 Cinco sirenitas te llevarån~~~~~
~~~~~Those very Five Mermaids will bring you back
Let us go now you and I while the Eve-
ning is spread out against the Sky. Conchas
and Seashells, a Murky Shore, Foam,
Innocent is the Ocean that gives us Life
and where the Poets go seeking their Poems,

From the Tide Pools near the Shore, Cheloni,
Sea Turtle Grasses, delicate beyond
weakness. Softer You are than Hardnesses
are Hard. Tender Forests of Gnarled Coral,
brooks spared their Deflowering, and Muses
who Sing of Times Past, what that Hydra's Gas
Poisoned do we Lament, Oh My Lyre?


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