Open Poetry #12 |
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The city of masks... |
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Master Senior Member
since 1999-08-18
Posts 1867Boston, MA ![]() |
The city of masks whose grayness reflects indifference,-- Venice, you are bound to suffer the fate of Atlantis. But as for now, the generous muse, Clio, grants us the falling grains of the hourglass,-- foggy evenings. The walls hold coldness like furnaces hold ardor. The soul freezes solid. The woeful eyes spill tears in waiting, making the mercury rise. Tears flood the streets, making the eye a martyr. Check out my poetry here: http://www.unknownpoets.com/db/authors/master |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
This is gorgeous...how could ya know? Carnvial in Venice? is my dream....altho? you did put a slant of despair...still, still, gorgeous...thank you O Master! There is a surreal quality of gaity hiding sadness there...and I could go on..and god knows, everyone here knows I do...but? okay...this in my library? Thank you again! |
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