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Crimson lips, lovers awaken with a kiss Creamy white skinned Goddesses resting In a time where Socrates lusted after Sappho's Poetry and art. The Grecian people worshiped her with her beauty and exquisite prose. On the wings of her art she played enchanting music arranged for immortality. Golden chariots in fields of apples bold, yet, solitary like one fallen from the tree, Sappho wrote her memoirs and music while exiled, her death unspoken.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Date: 8/13/2014 10:44:00 AM
Wow! It's a masterpiece. LoveLots, Ara
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Date: 2/5/2011 12:53:00 PM
Quite poetic write, enjoyed it, julie
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Date: 2/5/2011 12:06:00 PM
Julie, I hadn't even heard of Sappho before, but it seems she was quite revered. I love poems that have historical elements mixed into them. Very nice! Love, Carolyn
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Date: 2/5/2011 12:03:00 PM
smile -- ahhh yes, to search through the pages adorning time to one day find, a jewel amid the mist of this often, parched soil of existence; and then to joyfully behold such a beautiful goddess as this, but a dream coming true; paradise ~ beautiful painting my dear, within both the brilliant flavours of classical created and also, vibrant colours brushed in, such beautiful hues; a sparkling fave ~ love, christopher ~
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Date: 2/5/2011 11:58:00 AM
An interesting and beautiful form of poetry!
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Date: 2/5/2011 11:53:00 AM
I love your poem!!! and you have shown me a nice form to try.. thank you for both.....Michael
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