the ring of world
where we go
round and round,
where we clamber
the highest mountains
for everything material,
to put up a drama
on a porcelain stage
drenched in water
of fate
*Written for Trifextra Week Seventy-Seven.
the ring of world
where we go
round and round,
where we clamber
the highest mountains
for everything material,
to put up a drama
on a porcelain stage
drenched in water
of fate
*Written for Trifextra Week Seventy-Seven.
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That is a beautiful poem. I’ve only just discovered the joy of poetry, both reading and writing.
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Thank you. Poetry is a wonderful arena to express ourselves. I’m glad to know that you write as well. 🙂
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Yes, we do go round and round, don’t we??? And sometimes those mountains are difficult to surmount!
Thank you for the wonderful comment you left in my blog. It meant a lot.
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Your welcome… and thank you for sharing your words. 🙂
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You made something quite interesting here with the three words. Great job.
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Thank you, Draug.. 🙂
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I like what you did with this. Seems like a misguided journey.
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Life is many times a misguided journey.. Thank you.
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I have always liked the word ‘clamber’. Great use of the words!
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Thanks a lot.. 🙂
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Great message and some nice poetry to boot.
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thank you… 🙂
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The picture unbeatably undescores the message !
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thanks.. 🙂
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A super creative twisting of words. Thanks for linking up.
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thanks a lot… twas an interesting prompt.. 🙂
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Well realized poetry! And the pic was spot on;)
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thanks a lot.. 🙂
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I absolutely love this. One of my faves so far.
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