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Seymour Tabin
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since 1999-07-07

Posts 31720
Tamarac Fla

0 posted 2003-09-02 07:22 AM

Thorny Height

I climbed desires horny height
Blight my mind to feel delight
Aurora borealis spell
Took me straight down into hell

And I lived with it all these years
With the raging and the fears
And I gave to her my other cheek
And played the humble and the meek

There was a whisper came to me
From out the blue and o’er the sea
That I should bow beneath the whip
And wear the shroud of sackcloth slip

But now I weary of the task
And would remove the humble mask
To fly among the butterflies
And drink the nectar of a sigh

Do I do wrong this patience game
Or should I still remain the same.

Enchantress
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since 2001-08-14

Posts 35113
Canada eh.

1 posted 2003-09-02 08:56 AM

Morning Sy!
Such wonderful words once more again this beautiful late summer morn.
I sure missed you while I was on vacation.

Tea's on....I'll pour!
~Smiles & Hugs, Nancy~

~The breeze that kissed you on the face,
Has held me in the same embrace~

Nightshade

Member Patricius

since 2001-08-31

Posts 13962
just out of reach

2 posted 2003-09-02 10:20 AM

Hmmm...it is a hard question to answer Sy. Then again..maybe not. What does "he" really feel deep in his heart? Thoughts to ponder this lovely morning. Butter tarts with your tea?

hugs, Chris

"Hope" is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul ~
Emily Dickinson

Janet Marie
Member Laureate

since 2000-01-22

Posts 18554

3 posted 2003-09-02 11:18 AM

Well Sy-babers...me thinks the answer to that question is whose dragon has the bigger bite? LOL
Can Randy handle the wrath of a womans thorns? lol

Me thinks you already know the answer to your couplets question...you've always known...thats why you can be humble and patient....

You learned a long time ago that just past the thorns of scorn lies the radiant rose, and its perfumed petals of sweet suppose makes it all worth the weeds of woe.

See how your wisdom garden grows?
(no wonder the butterflies sigh in your skies)