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Monday, April 16, 2007

A String Of Simile

Rating: 5.0
Words bind me, wrapping around me like vines
And like vines they grow, and constrict, like a boa
And like a boa they hiss in my ear, the most wonderful things.

Words chain me, tethering my wrists and ankles like iron
And like iron they do not rot or wither, like Eternity,
And like Eternity, I do not know when they will end.

Words shackle me, holding me down like paralysis,
And like paralysis, they have no immediate cure - like Love,
And like Love, within them I am free and beautiful and alive.
Sophia White
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COMMENTS
Kesav Easwaran 16 April 2008
words cascading up and along...beautifully...
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Landrey 29 April 2007
yes, echo echo, very good. creative Idea and you made it soar. -landrey
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R. S. Farris 17 April 2007
your rhythms are particularly good in this one!
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Rajaram Ramachandran 16 April 2007
A String of Simile-an apt title for a wonderful poem. The words flow like a simphony and sound musical to my ears
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Raymond Wright 16 April 2007
Absolutely stunning, Sophia! ~Ray
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