EBB.AND.FLOW'S POEM'S, SONNET'S, & LYRICAL BALLADS for Saturday, December 13, 2003

Saturday, December 13, 2003

LIKE ANGELS

Seismic shifts in the atmosphere make my meaning all but clear: a rift between the gifted ones has got me going for my guns. Tonight, tonight, the battle lines are being drawn upon the sand, and brightly stand the land mines, where once grenades were thrown by hand. Upon the palisades, an ancient... 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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