Ramona In A HammockA Poem by Leslie Philibertshe is..not brown grass, not spindle trees nor sloppy suns embrace you you sway in a summer hammock, your shape unique, a collection of eyes and glass, no description ; time has limped to a stop, the hours windless, a girl at quiet under the sky.
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6 Reviews Added on February 8, 2017 Last Updated on February 8, 2017 AuthorLeslie PhilibertBavaria, GermanyAboutI`m not important. I just want to write a couple of good poems. Just read what I write. That`s enough. more..Writing
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