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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=461219" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Enigma: Part II (Loose Form)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=461219" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I. I saw the past flee from me<br>leaving puddles of memories-<br>(memories and sadness, salt and pepper<br>bread and butter) -<br>How close we were together; <br>the Glenn and Iris in September</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=461219" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">II.The ocean swelled and crashed on the rocks<br>We made love not unlike the sea<br>The winter was cold, frozen in love<br>when she chose to leave me<br>And all my seed fell frozen<br>and all my dreams lay shaken bare</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=461219" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">III. For February fallen and March ascending...<br>long tears, soft wails subdued with shivers<br>There are stars out tonight whose light<br>is older than first love<br>has endured through a void and cold<br>and comes to me softly with comfort</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=461219" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">IV. There will be a dawn, there will be a healing<br>There will be new song, new hope and heart<br>As long as Irish pipes play and wooden flutes...<br>As long as there are walks at the end of day<br>Secret gardens where little girls play<br>As long...as long...</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=461219" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">V. I drape sadness like a quilt about me<br>and dwell on being small<br>I'm not saying I'm overwhelmed<br>not saying I'm understood<br>Just saying a promise is a robin<br>on a snow covered lawn</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=461219" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">VI. Too much in the band-<br>standing on a corner downtown<br>Walking in surf's foam early one summer's morn-<br>A train whistle blows forlornly<br>in a dream I have<br>And someone has been coming<br>for me all these years</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=461219" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">VII. Was it all wasted? <br>Was it something more than we know? <br>A cup of tea in the morning, <br>on the table lines of rhyme<br>and some time...<br>The supreme enigma.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Midnights+Voice">Midnights Voice</a></strong></div>

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