EBB.AND.FLOW'S POEM'S, SONNET'S, & LYRICAL BALLADS for Thursday, November 27, 2003

Thursday, November 27, 2003

the unfamiliar language

Walk in contradictions; make compromises count; spot coming attractions, and suss the suspects out. “Away,” says smiling Thomas. The doubts have disappeared. A grieving widow wishes her reflection had not cleared the window’s gleam away from a moonbeam’s soft pale glow; while on another planet,... Sign in to see full entry.

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Alongside our routes and roundabout ways we meander and sometimes philander but rare is the one who can not say these verses are anything less than fodder fodder for spirit and soul and wit and wanton wild wordplay sometimes fickle, sometimes fit; in song that won't wage less than almighty war on the villainous gluttons for greed and for gore; those vile ones whose foreplay on web sites and film creates quite a stir as it crosses the chasm to the cliffs of regret and the lakes of remorse where the charms of God's Spirit run like a course. Taste of this fine wine it's stored here for you; if the vintage is hearty, then the future is true.

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