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Stalk Musings

Stalk Musings

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Published by: Thomas L. Holderfield on Nov 12, 2009
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STALK MUSINGS I ended up a stalk one night.

A stalk of beans you see How I did, I do not know Unless of course in dreams. Stalked by beans? Beyond their means. By harps that sing and talk? The best of beans you see Can talk to thee in dreams it seems. What are those shattering thumps come hence? Footfalls shaking, breaking the foundations of earth! Atlasian pillars upon which yon castle leans, in whose nests lie golden gosling eggs, protect me from my stalking dreams! My dreams of beans, best beans you see Those laced with fine leavings of fantasy. Floating thus in tea's last dregs, and making less and less of sense, I fight old giants for all I'm worth, I stalked them back with all my might, and ere the dawn of new day rose, I woke up from my midnight doze and saw not one but two cows close with cackling geese about me pose and forgotten harp of gold on which I've played such songs of old. -------------------------mindbringer, 10 September 2009

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