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Best Breakfast

My mystic mirror 
Shades silver stones simultaneously 
Later, light leaked 
Unconsciousness uttered
Sleep splashed sincerity
Amidst an aesthetic 
smile, stood shining stars
I immediately identified 
who was welcoming 
morning marvelously; My mother...
Sleep slept, smiles spread
Today's treasure,
Best Breakfast...

Morning, Mother...

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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Date: 10/18/2008 1:25:00 AM
This is a fantastic use of the form. The lines go on so well with the subject, there's no reinforcing in between. And this is great poem! Mothers are like that...right? You must have enjoyed the breakfast:) Love, Chitra
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Date: 10/17/2008 10:30:00 AM
Wow...this was truly beautiful, Sara. What a treaure of a poem for your mother! ~ Carrie
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Date: 10/17/2008 9:38:00 AM
Altogether amazing alliteration Sara. I loved it and, this time, it is you who has put a smile on my face. Your friend, Nigel
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