Spell is the magic that blinds us
Spelling, to knowledge the key.
Knowledge, the thing that reminds us
how true a true heart can be.
Heart is where love always finds us
under a blossoming tree.
Tree supports ivy that winds us
strong as the wave-bounded sea.
Bound is the border that binds us
Bound is the leap that sets free.
--for Writer's Island
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Friday, March 14, 2008
Spell Chain
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5 comments:
I love reading your poetry...you seem to create such nuggets of perfection so easily!
That's so good. I love the way you progressed from image to image
As always, full of depth, reflection and beautifully worded!
Very witty. I like how you connect things flawlessly taking the mind where your thoughts go.
I wish you well.
~ Jeques
I loved the progression from the spell to the leap...very nice indeed!
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