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When The Cart Is and the Apple Is Not
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When The Cart Is and the Apple Is Not |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA 
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Some days the cart is beneath the horse and cider pours up instead of down.... And bitterness masks the tenderness of a touch that lingers upon the fresh dew of morn. Can mountains pave the way to a valley once harboring the gifts of life? Can the core of one’s apple not always bear the proverbial worm...for a half might be found. Some days words fall deaf upon ears that hear only that which strokes them. And when the task is born, a weight bears unbearably....bringing to ache a hearts that so deeply loves in tenderness. Bring not the burden to bear, but the breeze to wipe one’s brow of a furrow that rises above each gleaming eye....and bring to sweet lips a smile of comfort, knowing that one day the fallen fruit shall taste ever sweet, and dreams shall be born on silver white wings of a soaring dove... |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
and bring to sweet lips a smile of comfort, knowing that one day the fallen fruit shall taste ever sweet, and dreams shall be born on silver white wings of a soaring dove... touching thoughts, Barry M |
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MGROVES
since 2004-02-01
Posts 3802california |
touches the heart in all the right places  |
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*Alli4000*
since 2004-03-21
Posts 3188The World of Poetry |
Nice write! ~Alli~ Happy 2005! |
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Susan Member Ascendant
since 2004-03-27
Posts 5104walking the surreal |
Loved your thoughts here - and the ending - up to the top - this should be read by more eyes! Hugs -  SusanIf I wander far enough, long enough, will I finally know . . . |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
oh yes you touched me with this one |
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