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    Of Willows and Trolls
    Of Willows and Trolls
    Of Willows and Trolls
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    Of Willows and Trolls

    By Sioranth Smith

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    Spanning over a decade of work, a new poetry anthology brings together a little bit of everything for every little bit of us. From joyful works such as "Dauntless" and "Little Black Gummi Bears" to the philosophical title piece "Of Willows and Trolls," readers will find themselves running the gamut from mirth to metaphor. This anthology includes 24 original poems as well as 3 works of vivid prose to capture a reader's imagination and heart. This book does include some mature topics and language.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherSioranth Smith
    Release dateOct 30, 2013
    ISBN9781310180798
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      Book preview

      Of Willows and Trolls - Sioranth Smith

      The Willows

      A sweet collection of romantic poems that will make your heart melt and bring a smile to your face and some of them will even curl your toes!

      Osculation

      Your kisses are a summer storm.

      Thunder rumbles through my heart.

      Lightning surges through my veins,

      But the moist heat hangs in the air,

      Dewing my skin, curling my hair.

      Wet strokes like slanting raindrops,

      I drink my fill, twirl in the wind,

      Until only the soft patter of my breath is left.

      Sympatico

      You push it in. I pull it out.

      Laughter gushes like a water spout.

      The phone is ringing but nobody's home.

      The lights are off. I'm not alone.

      Raindrops fall to soak the earth,

      But I stay cozy in front of hearth.

      Perfect sunshine in a blazing log.

      No more wandering in autumn fog.

      Entwined digits and comfy down

      Form a nest of safety found.

      Butter and salt swapped on a kiss.

      This is a movie we won't want to miss.

      Aim Higher

      There are times that

      I'm so bound to you

      I can't tell where

      My soul flows through

      An endless river of

      Forgotten pain

      A waterfall symphony

      Crying your name

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