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[aid] => mick
[title] => Ochre
[time] => 2004-03-14 17:24:08
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[bodytext] => The colour Ochre is a spirit of the past that will not be denied It is sunlight walking across the back porch floor And it is warm, red mornings. Ochre is the colour of ancient myths Hearing voices echoing from the past You can smell the colour Ochre It smells of ripe olives and warm, dry air. Ochre is a small flame Barely fluttering on a windless night Ochre is dolphins leaping at sunrise Moving north along the coast of Africa Ochre is a redwing blackbird Sitting on a fence And it is the wild, magnificent animal that is you Watching the rain and remembering Old winds you have been riding forever. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 199 [topic] => 25 [informant] => karl_wiggins [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => MiscPoems )
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