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I glide along Black river In that hour Before the morning dawn To meander The maze And gaze Upon Stumbling walks Silent Long grass stalks A vision Two universe That merge And swell Yet Continue on Disrupted As this Is how it is Here In this city Between Desert And sea I find Myself Out On the East Arm Enjoying Kaleidoscope Reflections Of city And industry lights On a Blue Gray sea Tis here That dwell Dragon Lady Come Hell And high sea Strikes fear Into sailor And wharfies That happen to be Cut you In two With a glance As Talons sink in Wounded chest Of masculine But stupidity Is his I look down At the outgoing tide And realize That arrow Had fallen Fell away Like a Hand let go Set Free

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Date: 1/6/2022 11:17:00 PM
if you're not on a boat, change the line: "BY a blue-gray sea". Cool rhyme scheme and "stream of consciousness" (see Faulkner). ~ Read my take in "You wanna from New York".
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Robert Warlov
Date: 1/11/2022 3:57:00 PM
I see now that it belongs to the word "reflections". My mistake.
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Robert Warlov
Date: 1/11/2022 3:52:00 PM
I see now that it belongs to the word "reflections". My mistake.
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Dominic Middleton
Date: 1/9/2022 10:06:00 PM
Hi Robert, thanks for your critique. While i am not on the water, the reflections are. Hence, "On a blue-gray sea" those reflections are. If you believe i am still in error, please let me know. I am aware of Faulkner "She rose in dreams from other dreams that lent Her softness as she stood, crowned with soft hair" I am aware of Robert Warlov "holy street-people and cracked-dreams?" City rats and city flats see many a broken dream.

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