EBB.AND.FLOW'S POEM'S, SONNET'S, & LYRICAL BALLADS: ...stuff that dreams are made of...

Monday, January 9, 2006

...stuff that dreams are made of...

Trite as truth, wrong as right Good as evil, bright as night: Nothing real is what seems Fiction, life: stuff of dreams Melville penned a whale in prose. Jesus wept, and died, and rose. Love endures; love will last: A present from the past. Somber King, callous dawn Feeling more than put upon:... 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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