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Itinerate Thoughts ( Grimm Tale)
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Itinerate Thoughts ( Grimm Tale) |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
Wilhelm looked down the dusty road Letting his eyes lose focus as he thought of her And felt within some small part curled up inside that cherished Brought to mind the epiphany he’d had when all the children’s tales Had gelled within the life he lived and sparked that part of soul Connected to his heart “How many nights?” he wondered as he walked “Have I sat upon the hearth to listen to the whispered words Seeing threads connect the then to now and felt them tug At rabbit holed dreams or the fairy tale yet born?” The sun had no worried eyes or sweat upon its brow And each wisp of dust that rose from path cared not If it settled where it was or somewhere on the wind it found That thorns grew ripe on brambles protected crown Guarding young virtue or the fates yet found In some woman’s heart So foot follows foot along the trail and minutes to days To moons month passing found one flute played To be much the same as the symphony of warning That rumbled as a low curse in the throat of crone or vowel As it hissed the cautionary tale or the way the drums When played strong shook marrow in the bone “Oh, breathe in me” he whispered to the wind “and let some movement of this heat find rest within What I have packed in careful folds and the words as syntax begat When I was cold” “The shade… and pause…” “For I must capture in a moments scribe just how when hope resides Beneath the ink and yet within the verbs turned noun When I remember how it felt As once upon a time the arc of her in meld met the map of me” Two trails where wheels have formed the bare And eyes a focus on another tale to tell For children who may never hear the all of why it’s told While in the distance still unseen Bells toll the hours spent On dusty roads and in the thoughts Of her |
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Eusta B. Mae Senior Member
since 2010-05-03
Posts 903 |
“For I must capture in a moments scribe just how when hope resides Beneath the ink and yet within the verbs turned noun When I remember how it felt As once upon a time the arc of her in meld met the map of me” Cpat sir, This is my favorite part...enjoyed! ebm |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
Thank you Ms Mae... glad there was something inthis you enjoyed ma'am.. your kind words are appreciated... |
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bel1e Senior Member
since 2006-07-24
Posts 1631 |
~~~softest of sighs~*~ |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
no better compliment exists Belle... thank you |
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