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Post by anirbas on Jul 7, 2007 19:51:40 GMT -6
My heart bleeds... Drip, drip, drippping unrepenetant, fiery tears of weeping vermillion at the fathomless desecration of a once upon a time, fine to behold, metaphorical temple of cyphers and symbols, built and gifted by an Aurorian being to share the grace of the written word... Now an altar slurred... Lustmongers, no better than moneychangers! Shame on you and no shame do I feel, for saying what's real and on the lips of the many, not the few...
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Post by roadrunner3 on Jul 8, 2007 6:00:46 GMT -6
IMHO this is a wonderfully supercharged masterpiece of expression. In my brief sojourn into the poetry universe I am finding that certain words will sometimes seem to jump off the page and make me stop and just absorb the imagery for awhile. These two seemingly simple words certainly did the trick. RR3
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Post by wistfuldragon on Jul 8, 2007 20:05:03 GMT -6
As always Lady...great poem...
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Post by anirbas on Jul 9, 2007 1:33:41 GMT -6
Thanks, Rdrnnr and Wstfldrgn! ;D Your input is invaluable to me, peeps! ;D Nir.
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Post by anirbas on Jul 20, 2007 19:20:25 GMT -6
~Take Back the Sceptor
I love you dearly, my sweet, sweet friend... But, there are some places I shan't ever visit again... Here, is where you shall find beauty galore... Always, here, you are wanted and most welcomed... A place to share your beauteous spirit with me and us... I am sorry your dream of a circle of creativity has been tamped out... For you are so generous and kind, sweet Aurorian being, you deserved more than that...Howsomever, should you take back the sceptor of your original endeavor... Then, and only then, might I break my word and return... No shame do I feel for pointing out what is and isn't real... I said what you and others wished to be said... And I don't care, if others wish me dead for opening my mouth of the south...
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