a thoughtful poem for pondering


Margins

Margins frame the text of me
What use they are, I cannot see
For all I know is changing, fluid...
and anyway, I am a Druid.

lol



Poetry by Lavender Blue
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Written on 2009-11-02 at 02:22

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Achernar
Ah, my goodly Ms. Blue, a Druid, indeed! A fine and most cogent, succinct penning here--even though the poor Druids did not have a written language... a fine write!
2009-11-02