Open Poetry #40 |
A Strand of Fate |
troubadour Junior Member
since 2006-02-09
Posts 43in the land of yore |
Toward his glance she tossed a strand Of her golden hair - Unbeknownst to him he caught Her gossamer snare. The single strand around his heart Strung as a golden chain; Tangled in her satin web Struggle he may in vain. But why travail, beguiled lad - Why resist the spell? When in her heart there you will find Love's eternal well. So bare your soul and dive within Freely there to rove; No greater wonder in the world Than a woman's love. How brief is every port of fate, How fleeting every chance - Lives are spun from threads of mist; Born from a random glance. t |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Troubador~ There is such soft beauty in your thoughts~ Touching ... feeling~ *Huglets* ~*Marge*~ ~*The sound of a kiss is not as strong as that of a cannon, but it's echo endures much longer*~ |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
outstanding! |
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miscellanea Member Elite
since 2004-06-24
Posts 4060OH |
After reading today's poem, I wanted to read more, so here I am enjoying this one as well! This should go back to the top! `misce |
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miscellanea Member Elite
since 2004-06-24
Posts 4060OH |
After reading today's poem, I wanted to read more, so here I am enjoying this one as well! This should go back to the top! `misce |
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