Open Poetry #29 |
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Denial's Destiny |
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Magnus![]() ![]()
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA ![]() |
A withering vine, curling skyward upon a trellis of memories.... now dying as a mind drifts slowly and gentle winds push and twirl pictures kaleidoscopically through a maze of neurons. Draw the nectar to dry lips....bring the course of raging blood to the billow of sails...Walk the misted path of lacing fog as rains paint the landscape in a myriad of tears... For centuries of toasted dust from vineyards past lies upon the slim corked lips. And though dull the crystal etched, destiny denies not the wandering soul a toast.... before the misted path, for destiny whispers softly upon the vine. |
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since 2000-09-09
Posts 9903In Your Poetic Mind |
before the misted path, for destiny whispers softly upon the vine.'''' Sigh~ I love this... ![]() Lauren~ Will the wind ever remember |
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