Open Poetry #1 |
a far off destiny |
IsabelleSkye Member
since 1999-06-27
Posts 253 |
can it be my fair dream turn sour? can I be reconciled to this fact? yet even still my heart lies dormant like a December rose a buried hatred cast down upon an unsuspecting brow to fester and burn in a tempest of emotion and pain and regret of bridges burned with no pinprick of light to lead me home from this dark despair which has settled upon me like a blanket of snow on fall's late flowers ------------------ "I would rather sit on a pumpkin, and have it all to myself, than to be crowded on a velvet cushion." .....Henry David Thoreau |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
Isabella.....I wanted to bump this back to the top. This is a fine piece of writing and the last two lines....outstanding!!!! ------------------ "Nobody has measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold" ~Zelda Fitzgerald |
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Nan
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
BIG HUGS!!!4> |
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Colin Senior Member
since 1999-06-05
Posts 596Callington, Cornwall, England |
Remember a hug in a little booth in a bar? well shoosh, come here and get another one *8) Love, Eric. |
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