Shelly's Poetry: Of Futility

Saturday, November 15, 2008

Of Futility

The day shifts to nightfall and I am weary. The hours of my survival wane as the sun bids adieu. It is futile and somewhat remorseful this melancholy mood. For it could have been lost in clamor or laughter or tears or heartache. Alas it was hidden in misconception. An unlikely source of deception... Sign in to see full entry.

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Shelly's Poetry is a collection of seven poetry books. I plan to share exerpts from each book. Look for poems from The Dragon Trilogy, Under A Tree, Betwixt Crimson & Violet, A Quaker's Celebration Of Faith, Precious Gemstones, A Pilgrimage To Golgatha, Quill & Ink. My poems are entertaining, thought provoking, spiritual and downright fun to read!ENJOY!

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