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Tuesday, July 10, 2007

Felicitious Life

Rating: 3.0
As if you have to stand amid
A myriad of storm waves–
As if you have to pause the air-
And bellow invisibly clear.

Then, the calloused motives of–
right and wrong– drills a hole–
at the temple of your pickled scruples.

And you heft– rustle a misty breath
As you palpate the white washed doubt
Attached with your virtuous demeanor’s clevis-
And you smile– another guise- another felicitous life.
Daffodil Decarie
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Ivan Donn Carswell 10 July 2007
Clever, great imagery, a maze of metaphorical amusement. Rgds, Ivan
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