Classic poem of the day
O city of the inland domes along the Winter's track,
Whose hills were white by day and night o'er lakes of Arctic fire,
Where the blue air drove your ice-boats out beside the bluffs and back,
'Twas there among your skaters that I found my heart's desire —
The tasseled head, the cloak of red,
The swiftest of your skaters with the feet that never tire!
Hands across we whirled away — away from all the rest
At set of sun, through silent waste......
Member poem of the day
We met unexpectedly somehow,
on stroke bell of midnight,
mystic moon guides our walkway,
we almost nearly didn’t spot,
each other’s presence as of yet,
aura of the night roused,
sublime enchantment,
in those ocean blue eyes,
that act as strong magnet,
for iridescent love cycle,
magic scene shifting,
clustered heart intrigue,
cloud skim chocolate,
charcoal sky imposing,
us torch flames ablaze,
go...
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