August 4, 2004
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Glaring opportunities
get turned around,
their missives bound
to wellness, nearness, dearness
newness.
Decorative notes in turn
lilt off a summer's rose concerned
with melodies that slowly fade away
Why does this mind not leverage
the weight of thoughts
Ideas wrought
with crushing songs of
crystal clear decay.
Garnish the roots
disguise the mood,
Let loving display
be cleverly new
Develop a sense of selling anew
a life.
Level's unleavened
If fate could be so clear.
Comments (4)
I liked it...:)
opportune
seeds of potency
as buds in bloom...singing songs
with scented notes
of twisted beauty...
in wreaths
at Edens door...
in fine focus..strived
diamintine glints
hard bonds...cleaved
feeding of the flash
of borrowed light
some mirrored
in colours...ours
its tints prophetic
in their...
only if...
to be ya not to be .... shake spear!
Nice!
You amaze me Anu . Very nice poem rich in thoughts ..
In friendship
Michel
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