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The Servant

I have suffered foolish burden
And hear sweetly foul threats
I pray now;
No more amazement-
Comfort as fresh as nature be my magic apple
Rest as sweet as life take me
Peace bring me joy
Yet I sense the sound of a man besting sleepy shackles
Swim, bark, hail five fingers kissed by my lips
A man asleep on his own island ushers me
Hush now, and heigh my hearts:
It is time to descend



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Basya44 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jun. 6, 2012 at 6:38 pm
A man asleep on his own island. Hmmm...I am definitely asleep on my own island. I wrote about that a little bit in my poem- PLUTO and Aloof. You should check them out. Let me know what you think! I would love to hear. This poem was mad cool.
 
Cuzziebear replied...
Jun. 8, 2012 at 11:21 pm

Thanks Basya44! I'm really grateful for your comment. I'll definitely read your article.

 

 
Kenziemcm13 said...
Jun. 5, 2012 at 9:15 pm
I liked it! Can you go check out some of my work I would be ever s grateful to hear what your opinions on them are! I would be honored for someone of your skill to read/rate comment on some of mine! :)
 
Cuzziebear replied...
Jun. 8, 2012 at 11:19 pm
Thankyou so much! I'm so happy that you think of my work so highly. I'll make sure to read your article :)
 
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