
When I wrote this short poem years back, it was actually supposed to mean something. And I now have no idea what! Still like the sound of it, though...
Rated: Fiction K - English - Words: 54 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 06-08-02 - id: 823947
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Pool on pool, vision in crystal.
Legend of Ireland, leader today.
Strange connections, link that eludes me...
Destiny, duty, call me away.
Well on well, river to ocean.
Work to be done here ere I can go.
Tell the leader what I must tell him...
More than he dreams of, less than I know.
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