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A visual poem. I was thinking of calling it "martini night" because of the imagery, but that just seemed lame. From my collection "Tales from the Fireside"

The lemon of the gods
    drifts along the
       rim of pines
        and in that
        limpid lake
           swims
            one
           lone
           drop
            of
            fire

© 2008 Floydine Haberdasher

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Added on October 8, 2008

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I'm a casual writer, really. I enjoy writing poems and the occasional short story. Animals and art are my two loves in life but I want to sample as many of the things life offers as I can. Maybe th.. more..