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The residual starlit twinkle dreamy prize,
Left to lightly linger along the day to unfold
Forward toward what future pleasure lies
Of every trail traveled and all tales told
Intrinsic appetite to seek, to behold;
The many wondered variants and ways
Naturally aligned or then otherwise sold
In this thought: a memory, our reason stays,
Though oft' as not all true reason strays
As by design, - a given it would then seem
Ever driven shortest night and the longest days
In season ardor and fever; hunger to gleam
Lo the natural teeming for man to redeem
What when lost, that starlit twinkle the soul cries
For spark of youth, summer, and dream
Published by Walton S. Tissot
~ Walton S. Tissot is a pseudonym of William S. Tribell - *{PLEASE FEEL FREE: Anyone who enjoys the work, to Tweet, Dig, Blog, Tell a friend or anyway otherwise share and or promote it.}* - Born in America,... View profile
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Beautiful poem, Walton!
I am glad I came back to read more of yours, good stuff!
my comment counter has stopped counting at 155 .... I thought I would onday see 200... What a bummer
Great rhythm and its so pretty :)
You really have a gift Walton. Bravo to you.
I had to read this one again. So beautifully written!
This was so lovely and beautifully lyrical. I'm charmed!
Great :)
This touches the soul,and stirs:0)