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The Poetess WithinThe Poetess Within
Under ancient mountain old- blue skies bold-
Where eagles dip and swing from draft to draft-
I rest- and in my hand, my quill I hold-
And from it weaves and flows my secret craft.
Where words collide with nature and with life-
Or with other worlds of dreary monsters-
Wherein I recorded the faceless strife-
Of fathers, lost, and black-eyed imposters.
When life is bright, my pens are full of light-
And when it is dark, my ink is black Death-
It comforts in the deep blackness of night-
And holds me in a single dreamers breath.
And so it is- my poetess within-
But, for all my life, I have never truly been.
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`anmari has been spreading her infectious positivity throughout our community for over 6 years. Throughout this time Ana has been at the core of all things devious, passionately developing an eclectic gallery, helping organise devmeets, participating in chat events and also recently completed dedicating her time as a Community Volunteer. We are absolutely delighted to bestow the Deviousness Award for May 2013 to `anmari, congratulations! Read More