The Falling Star
(I am Fallen)
by Tracy Oakwood Lannie as a child
Softly and silently,
I shall leave violently.
Thrashing and crashing,
Until at last I lie still.
Brilliant and bright,
It shall be quite a sight.
Vanishing...
I am no longer seen.
And, now I am absent.
Your smile is now present.
You've experienced my great wonder;
You now love me fonder
Even though I have fallen from up yonder.
A repository of member paddle musings in any form, such as haiku, poetry or prose.
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- The Falling Star
- - Tracy Lannie
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- In Honor of Larry McDuff
- The First Canoe
- - Gary Worob
- Parallel Lives
- - Mike Pedde
- Rising Moon
- - Gary Worob
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