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Miracles
In the palm of a hand,
a shell;
inside, a pearl,
a black disk
holding more than any
palm could.
A never ending circle,
its revolution revealing
times
places
events
memories
dormant,
barely concealed
underneath layers of smudged
graphite on a
squint label.
In the palm of a hand,
a basket;
inside, loaves and fishes,
feeding the masses,
more than the contents of any
palm could.
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beautiful imagery.
nice read |
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| Read like satin. |
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Comment by: - 2006-05-15 14:21
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| It is like a painting with words. I cant fault it. Good. |
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| Wow, great response to this! Thanks a lot, I'm very flattered. :) |
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Comment by: Teri - 2006-04-14 03:52
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| Hi, This is really beautiful! Serene and delicate, yet thought-provoking - and the imagery is breath-taking. This is more a painting than a poem, and you've done a magnificent job. Thank you for this! :) |
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