For Premiere VIII - Open Poetry Contest sponsored by Rob Carmack
He took a walk to see the view. They found a sock. A rose, he threw. Blue was the sky - the ocean, too. He wondered why. They found a shoe. A bluff so high, an eagle flew. He could not fly. His love was true. A blood-red rose, and then he knew, and so time froze. The tide withdrew.
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