Not All Is Lost
By HiramDiaz
'Silence! Silence! Not all is lost.You still have Donne, Milton, and, Frost.And most of all, why, you have me',said the poet unto the Tree.'Tho´ Love is stirred and shoots arrows lead tipped ones that feed the sparrows,still his Love is gilded with Gracethat can impress peace upon the facewhether or not you really do know its taste.'And his tongue dried, and, sticky his gums,the poet returned from whence he had come.He published glad tidings and saw soon enough,a myriad of souls, tired and gruff,teetering towards him with pillows fresh-fluffed.Unknown, Written September 10th, 2001 © on Sep 10 2001 03:37 PM PST 10 • 0
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"'Silence! Silence! Not all is lost.You still have Donne, Milton, and, Frost.And most of all, why, you have me',said the poet unto the Tree.'Tho´ Love is stirred and shoots arrows lead tipped ones that feed the sparrows,still his Love is gilded with Gracethat can impress peace upon the facewhether or not you really do know its taste.'And his tongue dried, and, sticky his gums,the poet returned from whence he had come.He published glad tidings and saw soon enough,a myriad of souls, tired and gruff,teetering towards him with pillows fresh-fluffed.Unknown, ..."