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Aping Apollo
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Aping Apollo |
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RSWells Member Elite
since 2001-06-17
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The place my mind and soul are now is blue. Behind the shuttered lips, secreted in the newly tinted, double pained, hazel windows and ears like screened eaves beyond the reach of mischief. An enigmatic grin greets all assailants who, curious what is inside here approach and gaze. Apollo Loved too often, lusted more and gave beyond the necessary promise when spurned (and why?) he had a vengence; an oracle whose visions would not be believed, another whose wish to live forever would not be accompanied by eternal youth and so aged to a shrivel. Nothing good has happened to anyone who has hurt me. While true it was not my wish. So please back away from the blue fortess, for inside here's a quiver full of Eros' arrows honed and sharpened heads on rigid shafts, sporting feathers of extinct birds, a bow whose coiled strength would shame steel and a mere man who like the god never seemed to find the mark. Leave buried all the blue here in my veins. Let not desire bring it to the air red and hot. It bleeds without restraint while the target, quite untouched just turns and walks away. "Happy people have no history" - French Proverb [This message has been edited by RSWells (09-01-2002 03:29 PM).] |
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1slick_lady Member Ascendant
since 2000-12-22
Posts 6088standing on a shadow's lace |
your words grip me as always...helen |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
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Richard "An enigmatic grin greets all assailants who, curious what is inside here approach and gaze." Is it any wonder?...you harbor such chaos and color...and you write with passion's quill,. I always enjoy a peek into the you you share...no assailant here. |
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