feb 2003 by Richard Trotter Sometimes I've wondered how small you appear empty cup conspired by fate, but resisted by sunsets observed with our hearts tethered by the coppery beacon. An unrequiting world is looking through lists for you, circling like a ring of flowers: Medieval girl in a modern time, together we'll resist the flow of trains and human clouds. 12/30/2003 Posted on 12/30/2003 Copyright © 2024 Richard Trotter Member Comments on this Poem Posted by Sam Roberts on 01/03/04 at 07:15 PM both stanza's equally ejoyable, remarkable flow x Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2024 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)