Open Poetry #13 |
Blind Faith |
Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Blind Faith Blind faith does not suit my taste It is blind and a waste. It does not set the table kind Nor does it suit my mind. It does not move and does not breathe It has no fires seethe. It is an endless stagnation Lacks imagination. It closes the door of my awe It lacks the nevermore. It holds you in a constant bind Makes a waste of your mind. Yet mountain tops and valley’s green All seem to lead and lean Into a mist of disbelief Leading to blind belief. It is here that I vacillate Between belief and blind fate |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
The last two lines clinch it....I shall now vacillate all the day.... |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Yet mountain tops and valley’s green All seem to lead and lean Into a mist of disbelief Leading to blind belief. It is here that I vacillate Between belief and blind fate =============================== Blind is not a word that ever comes to mind when thinking of your poetic eyes of vision. Eyes that see wise in rhyme divine ... are never blind *winkiewinkie* me Every moment of every day |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Sunshine, Cute, *L* JM, Even vacillating can be fun. Winkiewinkie Stinky |
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