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Category Archives: Poems from long ago

Poet … are you happy?

July 29, 2014by ingriddfandrew Leave a comment

Poet are you  happy when your words are on this magic lantern screen to be experienced and seen? Yes, happy, but still not satisfied. Poet would you like to hear your […]

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Poems from long ago

Every time you sing

April 10, 2014by ingriddfandrew Leave a comment

    Every time a person stands and sings; they grow a little, grow towards the light. Every time a person sings. Every time a person sings a song; they […]

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Poems from long ago, Poetry

What do women want?

March 10, 2014by ingriddfandrew 1 Comment

I want that woman’s passing emerald green trousers.  Not only that; I want to be seen with the sun dappling them;  I want her braided hair;  not yet her youth. […]

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