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An ipod for Tara is the least they can do
but I'm sorry that no one would give me a clue.
Did she win it in England or the world as a stage
was her poem a lovesong or expression of rage?
There are few who send tingles across oceans of foam
from their gray and depressing small chambers at home.
But this girl is a treasure that has stayed in the shade
to watch regiments march until all prayers fade.
I do wish I could be that tall angel who would
serve and always protect her the best that I could.
I would hover and watch there at ten thousand feet
and my thoughts would be dreaming that some day we'll meet.
Now, I hope you don't get here an impression that's wrong
it's poetic in nature, like a nightingale's song.
As my mentor old Johann, used to ponti-fi-cate
do not keep in your praise, it will soon be too late.
Herbert Nehrlich
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Zen Bojczuk (5/15/2007 6:28:00 PM)
The title caught my attention.. Yes, Tara is an incredible poet. Hey Herbert, you are not bad either. Zen |
Tara Sloblock (5/12/2007 5:11:00 AM)
I am humbled, grateful and deeply impressed! (Wouldn't know how to work an IPOD if it came and slapped me in the face though. :) ) t x |
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