Donald Meikle
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Rolling stonesA Poem by Donald MeikleRolling Stones In this the sheltered home of druids birth Is played a symphony of mother earth As stones wear round amid the sound Of ever danc.. |
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Strawberry Field\'s ChildA Poem by Donald MeikleStrawberry Field's Child Hey little girl behind blue curtain windows of despair Would'st care to dance? Mayhap delight in sweet romance Of rh.. |
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DancingA Poem by Donald MeikleWatched Spring 'n squirrels this mornin' |
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A betA Poem by Donald Meiklea verb |
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Pit stopA Poem by Donald MeikleEyes bubble as whispers slip through ether Busy life sits on hold impatiently Let it d****t The loss of friends in shadow net Is plucking heartstr.. |
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note to a lady in waitingA Poem by Donald Meikle<embed src="http://www.evoca.com/evocaPlayer/evocaPlayer.swf?id=93168&teu=http://www.evoca.com/" wmode="transparent" allows.. |
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Fillin' InA Poem by Donald MeikleA tear bubbled and bled To run warm then cold in the keening windHands too busily working in stinking bait glovesWere of no use as cheeks reddened in.. |
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methinks we gae awryA Poem by Donald MeikleTo let and flaw not freely Lunar levies weigh more now So the hemlock mistletoe and sickle slice in white sun night reflections .. |
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where there\'s smokeA Poem by Donald MeikleLove incensed and sensed like wood smoke drifting up a thin soiled early morning hill side A softly familiar thing that belongs be.. |
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trishA Story by Donald MeikleA faerie tale |
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