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  <title>Journey to Ixtlan</title>
  <subtitle>(are we there yet?)</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>kokopelle</name>
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  <updated>2014-12-29T22:31:42Z</updated>
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    <title>Poem - Forest Pool</title>
    <published>2014-12-29T22:31:42Z</published>
    <updated>2014-12-29T22:31:42Z</updated>
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    <category term="poetry"/>
    <category term="pool"/>
    <category term="forest"/>
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    <dw:mood>contemplative</dw:mood>
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    <content type="html">I did a DAP (Dynamic Art Program) treatment of a waterfall up on Hwy 11.  The result inspired me to write a poem about the temporary respites taken in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forest Pool&lt;br /&gt;Bonus Poem for Day 97 – 20141229 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flowing water,&lt;br /&gt;forest pool,&lt;br /&gt;shall I rest here,&lt;br /&gt;or shall I continue on?&lt;br /&gt;Waterfall white,&lt;br /&gt;beckon me to your side:&lt;br /&gt;to lay down by shoals,&lt;br /&gt;rocks glistening wet.&lt;br /&gt;I shall dive the pool,&lt;br /&gt;shed my cover,&lt;br /&gt;and there I will find&lt;br /&gt;your gift for me.&lt;br /&gt;Soft sand, warm sun,&lt;br /&gt;wet water, round stones.&lt;br /&gt;Hold me in your embrace,&lt;br /&gt;share your pleasure with me.&lt;br /&gt;Now I must leave this forest pool,&lt;br /&gt;it has become time to move on.&lt;br /&gt;You were my sanctuary,&lt;br /&gt;but I must journey on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2014. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=kokopelle&amp;ditemid=482577" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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