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| She Never Takes Me Out There She never takes me out there without flowers on the bow; mast leaning to her star; sweet singing in the sails; blessings lying with the keel; her scent wafting o'er the deck; florescence in her wake; eddies in the wash; celestial signs afoot; her wishes understood or my rudder in her prayers. |
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| Indites of R.L.Tegner |
| Indites of R.L.Tegner |
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| "Indites" means "writings" or "compositions." |
| The sea is the sea The sea is the sea; and me, I go to see it just for the reverie, when waves of moment cascade and Eternity's tide becons. My stay is ever short, yet I never depart without discovering anew that the sea is the sea, and me she does not acknowledge. |
| Locket Destinies The locket was lost. No, it was cast aside; now peers from the tall grass with gaping mouth and screaming eyes, fearing abandonment after lifelong intimate surrender; is resigned to the inevitable death of warm skin's embrace in late days of cool seasons, for lockets know but empty destinies. |