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  1. WINNER - 65772915 - MituKagome
  2. 65844906 - JNaz
  3. 66049893 - HauteDoy777
  4. 66151949 - not-logged-in-939538ab60c3411bfee1
  5. 66239008 - meghannmcb
  6. 66334607 - JanetCormack

WINNER - 65772915 - MituKagome

THE MASQUE OF WATER FIVE

My only guide to honour
Is not Racine but voyages:
Over the range of metaphor
Into the ranch of things.

Geography so honours
The green vase of a voyage
That my metaphors
Are mirrors of things.

Despite my log the honours
Are not even, voyages
To you are more than metaphors
But have the status of a thing.

The Crew now bring forward the Lion's gifts:

Here is a phoenix:
Guide to life and death.
As many times as you will die
He will fly,
Compelling breath
Through your lips
With his beating wings.

Here is a flag that boasted wings
Above a fort of love;
Four seasons it resisted:
By four winds blustered,
But still it flew above
That happy garrison.

Here is an emblem of the sun -
Hair from the likeness
Of the god at Delos.
Here is a sign of Venus;
From a dove harnessed
To her chariot, a feather.

Bird, flag, hair, and feather:
By water I bring you gifts of air.
Lastly a cloud on whose
Soft balconies
You may repair,
Replenish rivers and approve
The voyage of a lion to Love.

65844906 - JNaz

THE MASQUE OF WATER FIVE

My only guide to honour
Is not Racine but voyages:
Over the range of metaphor
Into the ranch of things.

Geography so honours
The green vase of a voyage
That my metaphors
Are mirrors of things.

Despite my log the honours
Are not even, vohages
To you are more than metaphors
But have the status of a thing.

The Crew now bring forward the Lion's gifts:

Here is a phoenix :
Guide to life and death.
As many times as you will die
He will fly,
Compelling breath
Through your lips
With his beating wings.

Here is an emblem of the sun -
Hair from the likeness
Of the god at Delos.
Here is a sign of Venus;
From a dove harnessed
To her chariot, a feather.

Bird, flag, hair, and feather :
By water I bring you gifts of air.
Laslty a cloud on whose
Soft balconies
You may repair,
Replenish rivers and approve
The voyage of a lion to Love.


66049893 - HauteDoy777

THE MASQUE OF WATER FIVE
My only guide to honour
Is or Racine but voyages:
Over the range of metaphor
Into the ranch of things.

Geography so honours
The green vase of a voyage
That my metaphors
Are mirrors of things.

Despite my log the honours
Are not even, voyages
To you are more than metaphors
But have the status of a thing.

The Crew now bring forward the Lion's gifts:

Here is a phoenix:
Guide to life and death.
As many times as you will die
He will fly,
Compelling breath
Through your lips
With his beating wings.

Here is a flag that boasted wings
Above a fort of love;
Four seasons it resisted:
By four winds blustered,
But still it flew above
That happy garrison.

Here is an emblem of the sun -
Hair from the likeness
Of the god at Delos.
Here is a sign of Venus;
From a dove harnessed
To her chariot, a feather.

Bird, flag, hair, and feather.
By water I bring you gifts of air.
Lastly a cloud on whose
Soft balconies
You may repair,
Replenish rivers and approve
The voyage of a lion to Love.

66151949 - not-logged-in-939538ab60c3411bfee1

THE MASQUE OF WATER FIVE
My only guide to honour
Is not Racine but voyages:
Over the range of metaphor
Into the ranch of things.

Geography so honours
The green vase of a voyage
That my metaphors
Are mirrors of things.

Despite my log the honours
Are not even, voyages
To you are more than metaphors
But have the status of a thing.

The Crew now bring forward the Lion's gifts:

Here is a phoenix:
Guide to life and death.
As many times as you will die
He will fly,
Compelling breath
Through your lips
With his beating wings.

Here is a flag that boasted wings
Above a fort of love;
Four seasons it resisted:
By four winds blustered,
But still it flew above
That happy garrison.

Here is an emblem of the sun -
Hair from the likeness
Of the god at Delos.
Here is a sign of Venus;
From a dove harnessed
To her chariot, a feather.

Bird, glad, hair, and feather:
By water I bring you gifts of air.
Lastly a cloud on whose
Soft balconies
You may repair
Replenish rivers and approve
The voyage of a lion to Love.

66239008 - meghannmcb

THE MASQUE OF WATER FIVE

My only guide to honour
Is not Racine but voyages:
Over the range of metaphor
Into the ranch of things.

Geography so honours
The green vase of a voyage
That my metaphors
Are mirrors of things.

Despite my log the honours
Are not even, voyages
To you are more than metaphors
But have the status of a thing.

The Crew now bring forward the Lion's gifts:

Here is a phoenix:
Guide to life and death.
As many time as you will die
He will fly,
Compelling breath
Through your lips
With his beating wings.

Here is a flag that boasted wings
Above a fort of love;
Four seasons it resisted:
By four winds blustered,
But still it flew above
That happy garrison.

Here is an emblem of the sun -
Hair from the likeness
Of the god at Delos.
Here is a sign of Venus;
From a dove harnessed
To her chariot, a feather.

Bird, flag, hair, and feather:
By water I bring you gifts of air.
Lastly a cloud on whose
Soft balconies
You may repair,
Replenish rivers and approve
The voyage of a lion to Love.

66334607 - JanetCormack

THE MASQUE OF WATER FIVE

My only guide to honour
Is not Racine but voyages:
Over the range of metaphor
Into the ranch of things.

Geography so honours
The green vase of a voyage
That my metaphors
Are mirrors of things.

Despite my log the honours
Are not even voyages
To you are more than metaphors
But have the status of a thing.

The Crew now bring forward the Lion's gifts:

Here is a phoenix:
Guide to life and death.
As many times as you will die
He will fly,
Compelling breath
Through your lips
With his beating wings.

Here is a flag that boasted wings
Above a fort of love;
Four seasons it resisted:
By four winds blustered,
But still it flew above
That happy garrison.

Here is an emblem of the sun -
Hair from the likeness
Of the god at Delos.
Here is a sign of Venus;
From a dove harnessed
To here chariot, a feather.

Bird, flag, hair and feather:
By water I bring you gifts of air.
Lastly a cloud on whose
Soft balconies
You may repair,
Replenish rivers and approve
The voyage of a lion to Love.

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