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Quatrains 6 and 7
Author: Bronzeage  PM
The Quatrains are reworked from my reponses in a poetry dual. I faced 3 very lovely poets and had to answer each in about 5 minutes. I can't post my opponents work, but I was honored by their challenge.
Rated: Fiction M - English - Romance - Words: 56 - Reviews: 2 - Published: 03-04-06 - id: 2125558
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This grieving place that you chose
is an arid place where nothing grows
I'll catch your
tear in my hand
and deny it to the desert sand
Your
tear is like a liquor sweet,
brewed from your sorrow and defeat
Distilled to make a healing balm
with powers to sprout a rose
in my palm
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