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Midnight Hour ( Trois Par Huit)

MIdnight Hour Close your eyes Drifting in darkened skies Roam that place of private dream and thought A world that is all your own: a place that judges not Here your free to love, the love for so long you fought Witless longing ,far beyond your power Release, let love flower Midnight hour For the Trois Par Huit contest.

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Jared Pickett

Date: 6/2/2010 8:44:00 AM

Congrats my friend..... Thank you for entering my contest and hope to see you in my Rondel contest.....:JP]

Sharon Tideswell

Date: 6/1/2010 7:06:00 AM

Hi Barbara, I thought I'd check out your Trois par Huit. Well, you may have found it a difficult form (as I did too), but it certainly doesn't show in your poem, it's beautifully serene.

Constance La France

Date: 5/23/2010 8:56:00 PM

Beautiful words, powerful message.. I really like this poem... best of luck in the contest...

James Peranteau

Date: 5/23/2010 5:29:00 PM

Great entry Barbara ! I just love the powerful feeling here....gimmie gimmie ! james

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 5/23/2010 2:00:00 PM

wow! ENJOYED, good luck in the contest,..p.d.