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bags123
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Bacchanalia

Post by bags123 » Mon May 07, 2007 9:09 am

Bacchanalia

I've walked amongst the flowers,
and felt each color was imbued
with it's own intrinsic power
to influence human moods

Pausing near the reddest roses,
painful memories still linger
Where a hidden thorn imposed
a painful prick upon my finger

Past the smiles from yellow daffodils
A purple lilac's scent is caught
Where hyacinths grow on the hill
in deeply planted thoughts.

Worried looks from white magnolias,
as I disturb their perfect prayer
For a Springtime bacchanalia,
and the loss of winter's air
I prefer to keep an open mind,....but not so much that my brains fall out.- Carl Sagan
Your brain is like an umbrella. It only works when it's open- Someone Smart


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Post by Graeme » Tue May 08, 2007 8:51 pm

This poem has a spiritual read. Beautifully written, Bags.
This above all to thine own self be true.

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Post by bags123 » Fri May 11, 2007 10:13 am

Thank you Graeme. Delayed reaction on my part sorry. :wink:
I prefer to keep an open mind,....but not so much that my brains fall out.- Carl Sagan
Your brain is like an umbrella. It only works when it's open- Someone Smart


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