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- From: snarf@access.digex.com (Sean Eustis)
- Newsgroups: alt.callahans
- Subject: A Musing Dreaver
- Date: 25 Jan 1993 16:09:44 -0500
- Organization: Express Access Online Communications, Greenbelt, MD USA
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-
- Dreamweaver gets a glass of water from the bar and drinks to clear his
- throat a bit, then steps to the chalkline.
-
- "I was finally able to reconstruct from memory a poem, well
- technically its prose, but anyway I wrote it down again and I figured some
- of you might like to hear it. Its kinda sappy, but considering that most
- of the other stuff I've written was in high school I didn't want to spoil
- the mood with a bunch of angst. Here goes.
-
-
- Under this brightly shining moon
- I am walking on these sands
- Watching the tide come in
- And on the top of the waves
- Are millions of white horses
- That call out,"Play with us!"
-
- And standing on the beach
- They rush up to me laughing
- And grab me by the ankles
- Saying,"I've got you!"
- And run back out to sea
-
- And I join them
-
- Spinning and diving under their hooves
- Until the herd once more
- Brings me pounding and snorting
- Back to the shore
-
-
- "Well, there you go. Comments are welcome, and no, it doesn't have
- a tittle."
-
- --
- The Dreamweaver Sean Eustis
- (snarf@access.digex.com)
- "...if only you could see what I've seen with your eyes."
-