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We till the soil |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla 
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We Till the Soil The plow and furrow often end, In crooked twisted furrowed bends. We cannot clear all roots afield, The past disrupts the plow we wield. We till the soil of memories. Where grow the seeds of daily deeds? Autumn our wheat and our fantasies. Our kismet thrives among the weeds. We farm in a given time slot. Time is the substance of our lot. And happenstance decides the whir. It seems for me, and so for her. We share it in equal portions. Even our devotions' the same. Yet each soul weighs separate potions. Each differs in their kismet frame We are souls accepting embrace, In the forming of new life grace. |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Absolutely beautiful! Very enjoyable!  ------------------ Denise |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Dnsyder, Glad you enjoyed the read, thanks for the comment. |
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Christopher
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-02
Posts 8296Purgatorial Incarceration |
Glad I found this sey...I really like the analogies...or metaphors...or..hell, you know what i mean! Great job! |
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Pepper Member Elite
since 1999-08-19
Posts 3079Southern Florida |
another great read, Sy..... ------------------ May your days be filled with lots of sunshine and your nights lit up by golden moonbeams |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
Good job, Seymour... your poems are always a pleasure. |
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