Woolgathering
Woolgathering, she
stares into space.
Magnificent are her dreams;
pipe dreams, some would say,
but to the girl, as real
as the feel of the ground
under her feet.
Woolgathering
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Tags: Life
Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.
T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.
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| Title | Comments | Submitted |
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| Selene's Counsel | 1 | 10/05/2009 |
| Woolgathering | 1 | 10/02/2009 |
| A Tragedy | 2 | 09/29/2009 |
| Moonlight | 1 | 09/29/2009 |
| Dreamland (A Respite) | 1 | 09/24/2009 |
| In Our Dreams | 2 | 09/24/2009 |
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