Pristine Chapel Poem by Dawn Novus
Pristine Chapel
And I wandered on through the lines
Through the Pristine Chapel of the cowboy-hat wearing poet divine
And all kissed my eyes seeing through his for all time
I will never the same be inside
Since my walk through the chapel of this poet divine
Changes and Challenges! ! Wandering. Seeing through his all for time. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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6/8/2025 3:59:31 AM # 1.0.0
I can't help wondering who the hat-wearing poet is. A very fine, compressed poem indeed.