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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast 
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the raven was quoting nevermore when I let the arrow fly and his breast became silent I placed him in the field of weeds to fertilize the soil and give it something eternal the years have come and gone but of that field it seems the weeds flourish as if immortal if only for me, they appear, always _______________ daark |
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ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
I guess this is a lesson we all have to learn Not to let arrows fly without thought of the consequences. Just what I expect when I read you dark.. fine poetry..:-) |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
Thanks Ice...was inspired by a place where I buried a pest...how the weeds grew there better than where I put Miracle Grow...guess we just need to plant a few more pests and everything would be purdy! |
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Nicole Senior Member
since 1999-06-23
Posts 1835Florida |
I used to have a weed-bed; I planted it on purpose - because they were prettier to me than the perfect.  |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
Ms Nicole, I will be right over. Thanks babe |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
There is something primordial in this poem, that makes me relate. I feel empathy with the bird, with the weed, with the one who launched the arrow ... I have been "shot" recently and "buried", but I will continue to live and bloom as the little "Margherita-weed". Thought provoking little gem! Margherita |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
Ms Mar, thanks lady friend |
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