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Hope and Despair
How fleet of foot is dream-spun Hope; and how Despair, her lead-shoed sister, trips a clumsy way to fill her place! How fair and rosy Hope’s sweet cheeks; and how their bloom is lost to mind as glum Despair’s sad … Continue reading
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Tagged daily poems, dance, despair, entendre, fantasy, hope, illusion
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Relativity
Swirling in shadows like an almost barely there hint of suggestion, reach to touch it if you dare. Constants in motion all at once, they’re everywhere. Nothing for granted, but you really just don’t care. Used to be’s, fantasies, lost … Continue reading
To be in Kansas, nevermore
Some things exist beyond belief: one might say angels, gods and such, the perfect crime, the honest man, safe diet pills, clean nuclear bombs; while others, cynics to be sure, add divine guidance, royal blood, a true religion, rightful kings, … Continue reading
Each moment is a threshold
Each moment is a threshold hinged upon an ancient door; we swing between two rooms: the future, and what’s come before. Experience, the lubricant that smooths the rust and squeaks, we start to use, and learn to hoard, before we … Continue reading
A Different Mirror
I was raised on tales of princes, kings and dragon’s hordes; the books they filled engulfed my world with sights that to this day affect me deeply. I can hear the swords (both those of plastic from my youth, and … Continue reading
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Tagged bravery, cowardice, disillusion, dreams, fairy tales, fantasy, honor, illusions, reality
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