On a very clear day,
the wheel in the sky hides what he knows,
but I still see a very long way.
Truth, found slant in shades of grey
a screen of falling leaves for projecting my family slideshow
on a very clear day.
Freshly-cut bales of hay
crumble against the early onslaught of snow.
I can see a very long way,
can pluck the darling buds of May
when spring is still a gift unbestowed.
On a very clear day,
a scene no artist could portray,
feel our passion ebb and flow
while gazing very far away.
My kingdom for the palette of Monet.
All life breathes, loves, fadesI suppose.
On a clear day,
I can see, see a very long way.














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The Poetry.. That comes from the squaring off between.. And the circling is worth it.. Finding beauty in the dissonance.. -Tool
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My favourite stanzas are the first, the 5th and the last one, really expressive, poetic.
Beautiful!
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"The rose is a great deal more than a blushing apology for the thorn." --Rabindranath Tagore
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"The rose is a great deal more than a blushing apology for the thorn." --Rabindranath Tagore
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"The rose is a great deal more than a blushing apology for the thorn." --Rabindranath Tagore
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Unfortunately, I type faster than I think.
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I'd like to second ~rudhira's comment; this has a very finished feel to it. It's clear that it's not just the product of a writing exercise, it is a work of art.
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