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Betrayal |
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Soleil Member
since 1999-06-12
Posts 113 |
In some beatific elsewhere With listless and lost heart I search for the never born. The cries of scarecrows And swallows Is torn by the breeze. And while ospreys fly Aimlessly I set up my watchtower To conquer time’s Ancient dynasty. He feigns surrender, And ignores my presence. I can’t release the light. It scrapes against my face. And influences me With its stillness. For the past has been breathed Relying on what cannot be And what is now remembered. I will, I will. I was betrayed. |
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caroline Senior Member
since 1999-08-16
Posts 1218http://members.xoom.com/belladona123/index.htm |
I missed this the first time around, and I think it deserves a ride back to the top  "I can't release the light it scrapes across my face"... Wonderful, Soliel ------------------ "Tread softly, for I have spread my dreams under your feet"~~William Butler Yeats |
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Balladeer
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
The phrasing and images are very well done. I would really like to know more about the meaning behind them, if possible. I'm dense sometimes. |
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Soleil Member
since 1999-06-12
Posts 113 |
Ah...pretty painful topic. It'll probably come to you. It is there in a fairly straightforward manner. |
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Kelly Member
since 1999-07-03
Posts 145 |
Very interesting. I like it. |
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