http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Deonils3708/Prose and Poetry, both new and revised. Thanks for your comments. I have kept the better efforts here, and thrown out the "not-so-beautiful"hourly12000-01-01T12:00+00:00http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Deonils3708/385044Once upon a time, in the land of shadows and moonscapes, a young child was born to a very young mother. The land of song, shadows and love was, alas, a world of contraditions. The young, poverty-stricken mother did not want the child. Fortunately the baby girl was adopted, and learned to smile,...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Deonils3708/383981ACKNOWLEDGING MY DEBT TO PASSIONFLOWER in a POEM Title: Coincidental Design I Have I preached to a peach? What beach have I breached? I have shaved my daily beard I have shared my daily bread But was my joy rather coy, Or did I pretend to enjoy? II We need love from below and above I've allowed...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Deonils3708/383083Amid the noise and hurly-burly, the din and rancor, a cacophony; there is a light, a light passing through you - - a lighthouse with crystal clear hue that keeps me keeping faithful and true. Your light penetrates my eyes and heals the dark irises, the pupils, comforts and conceals my tears, my...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Deonils3708/382838THE CIRCLE Ultimately, infinite infinitesimal circles Birth and death, from amoeba to elephant Feeling weak and strong in turn. Cycles of moods, of success, of torment From dust to seed, to dirt and rain Everything in circles within and without -- All the life that breathe on this plane All the...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Deonils3708/129212I am who I am Are you who you say you are May God bless you thenhttp://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Deonils3708/128754Like bodies and bread - Minds carve words for tongues and hands - This is addiction.http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Deonils3708/128543Please explain to me what is the poem in the style of a Quintrain?http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Deonils3708/127332I think poetry is richer when symbolism is conveyed through a puzzle: which of the two meanings of this word does the writer want me to take? There is no answer, except the one you choose. This allows the writer to cater to every taste. In the second of these Haiku, the dew-freshened flower may...