Gyred Poems - Poems about Gyred

...Now, when we were small, we were totally sure the stars wouldn’t move as we scanned the great sky, and we knew enough, with no need to know more. Did we ever question, or think to ask why? We ......

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...On a cold, dark, dearth autumn night, While I wrestle, nestle faithfully near my window pane Over a long memory of callous and precarious heart break from a callus pain While I stayed, stared at ......

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...In the silence of this night The moon rolls across the sky And the fog gently hugs the rolling hills. I sit. To the yonder of the times I am gyred To the hour where it sprouted our secret love......

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