Open Poetry #37 |
Humilis |
LadySofia Member
since 2000-05-16
Posts 238FL., USA |
Abased, drug weary through the mire Yet orchestrator of thyne own tragedy A faint sigh of songbird on the wire Convictionless mimicry, strained effigy Ever yet still the river floweth on Though unbestillen this woebegone mess It dost lull thou, lifteth wan In its stead fills the featureless |
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Androgynous Member
since 2006-04-08
Posts 71 |
Wow, a grandiloquent, yet humble, ode, enjoyed Love "How happy is the blameless vestal's lot! |
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Ericc Member Elite
since 2003-01-31
Posts 4178 |
Beautifully worded and powerfully stated. Eric |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
indeed, a stunning piece |
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terasinas Member
since 2006-03-24
Posts 91Michigan ... The Great Lakes |
Such eloquence .. a lovely write Sofia tera |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
Masterful write Lady Sofia. |
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LadySofia Member
since 2000-05-16
Posts 238FL., USA |
Wow, my humble thanks for your kind words. /blush I hope it didn't sound too pompous...grandiloquent in the archaic sense, de grandis, the knowledge that we are the conductors in this orchestra of life, our lives. Andros, your siggy makes me think of tabula rasa where it reads "spotless mind". Too funny. Likened to the Platonic Cave. |
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