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mine challenge gallops in reality's stead

to happen upon such a gentleman said

you leadeth  the

to the great word fragrances

of the floral

and remindeth  mine soul of

days spent in softer tread

where streams and grassy knolls

and blue bonnets in their fields of

swaying gold

spoketh to our very beings

and joined in on our wit and

spilling mutual will

to feed a deeper goal

that be

the canvasing of

this painting of remembrance

that to this very day

that of which we step from still

more subtle than the sea

herself

I ponder

doeseth ye recognizeth she not

thine friend, co conspirator and heart firm

companion sojourner

spiriting through the dusty days and

surprisingly weary nights of this

desolate spirit school

our supposed peers and fellow inhabitants

like to label as Earth

even if that word perhaps speaks her negative

recollection

still I do recall such remote recollections

and will high five the

once ye is back in mine spirit's field

there ye shall forget never nay

and again together we shall pen poems

for pure pleasure's play.....................

(July 8, 2008 5pm)