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I Don'T Get the Rhythm

Fog comes swiftly, generous her gift flowing Light and breeze different when its foggy 'Pon the terrace, priviledge, boundary open Memory winding..... Inspired by Craig Cornish's Contest:Sapphic Stanza Not an entry Written: September 1, 2013

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Date: 9/3/2013 12:41:00 PM
Good luck in the contest.. Sara. We don't get much fog down here. you paint it pretty... xox..PD
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Date: 9/2/2013 12:34:00 PM
iridescent write, sara.. i can't choose any of your sapphic stanzas; they are all special... i was wondering if we need four lines?.. :) huggs
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Date: 9/1/2013 6:55:00 AM
You have done it! Congratulations my friend, I see this poem reaching the top of the winners circle! I really enjoyed reading this enlightening, fog inspired poem this morning! What a fabulous piece, Great Work!!
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