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Seven
battered white gusts:
bleachers nearer the blackness
Minna
small but not afear'd
Cow
massive with twin horns
and that moon, backwards:
have no doubt
t'was on account of that cat
Seven
foamy white swans did swim
around the eye
nearer 'n darkness
Stardust
holes in a knitted coverlet:
seven ragged swans
the gold and the blue
Swans
carved in stone
by the millpond
those twins sired an army
Minna, he calls her
her name, small protector
for the druid light as saved them
© professoryackle (Sara Pitt) All Rights Reserved
battered white gusts:
bleachers nearer the blackness
Minna
small but not afear'd
Cow
massive with twin horns
and that moon, backwards:
have no doubt
t'was on account of that cat
Seven
foamy white swans did swim
around the eye
nearer 'n darkness
Stardust
holes in a knitted coverlet:
seven ragged swans
the gold and the blue
Swans
carved in stone
by the millpond
those twins sired an army
Minna, he calls her
her name, small protector
for the druid light as saved them
© professoryackle (Sara Pitt) All Rights Reserved
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