Open Poetry #48 |
The Book of Eternity |
secondhanddreampoet Member Ascendant
since 2006-11-07
Posts 6394a 'Universalist' ! |
The Book of Eternity The barren trees and fields mildly gleam silver in the pale late November moonlight as all Autumn color and form bows and fades before the night wind and Winter’s wrath with settling frost and clear, frigid air, ‘piping for the blood to dance.’ Alone, we are but single feathers in the random, relentless driving storms of life; yet together, we may choose to be as quills and pen a fresh, new tale of grand and limitless love in the epic book of eternity. --- b. e. adams [the 'second-hand-dream' poet/ Soqwu Disgitisdi Gvdi ('he who weaves dreams) - (11/21/2013)] |
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2islander2 Member Ascendant
since 2008-03-12
Posts 6825by the sea |
wonderful images for fragility of soul and quest of paradise, loved it, yann |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
very nice...James |
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CastleGuard Senior Member
since 2003-04-30
Posts 760Alberta, Canada |
And with love as the ink, we sure pen some wonderful life stories. History is filled with them. Loved this one, Bruce. CG |
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