Swing fan the fire

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Swing fan the fire


those legs are crossed
under desk
those thighs before the buttock pressed tight
as one leg falls free to a sweet swing
a pendulum
the quiet fire
an ember
await a return to ignite
elongated fingers sweep across the keys of the computer
typing to Miles "Kind of Blue."
coincidence
the night spent
morning anew
today with thought

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From: Robin (bitoftruth)
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Posted: Apr 12 10 05:53 PM
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Most excellent. This is a keeper. I am going straightway to nominate this one to the IBPC: steps are Go to the IBPC forum and state the following

1) accept nomination

2) declare it is your original

3) never been published



) Robin Taylor (BitofTruth)

rbntlr@yahoo.com

What people believe prevails over the truth (Sophocles)



From: Elianah (Elianah)
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Posted: Apr 12 10 07:31 PM
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Nice piece of poetry!

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