Saturday, May 8, 2010

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  1. My spine was thwistled, did blood teem.
    I think we had some subtle kind of meeting.
    Or was it nothing but an eerie dream
    of being, everyday, which means: just fleeting.

    Purposefully romantic interlude?
    All of a sudden I saw Katie hover!
    losing herself in virtuous Altitude
    to nothing; what real was here to cover?

    Said Katie then: "I lost you out of sight.
    Cool down, get numb to me! Be not too busy,
    at hand, my soul is back again in light
    where is it? lost then? I'm your sissy

    and nothing else. In Love, what mindful point,
    what flight? I'd rather have another joint."

    My English Poetry

    - Peter Ingstad, Sweden

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