My vernal poetry in stage.
10:15 AM to 10:45 AM.
Monday, 4th May. 2015.
They said them, wouldn't sing;
Why I would listen to the quilt;
My chorus would bring them still;
More delight why I chime;
For winds do Shy and cling;
On the waters, shores and steam;
Soaring was stopped on stroll;
What was all that commotion on the Road;
For silence forfeit and grown;
and then all is well to the Gods,
When Morning Noon-ed and Scroll.
10:15 AM to 10:45 AM.
Monday, 4th May. 2015.
They said them, wouldn't sing;
Why I would listen to the quilt;
My chorus would bring them still;
More delight why I chime;
For winds do Shy and cling;
On the waters, shores and steam;
Soaring was stopped on stroll;
What was all that commotion on the Road;
For silence forfeit and grown;
and then all is well to the Gods,
When Morning Noon-ed and Scroll.
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