November 1, 2015, Prescott-
Day of All Saints
Time to reflect
Transgressions sometimes taint
If one is not circumspect
Day by day,
hour by hour,
Make amends
No matter how much adulation
Showers.
An ephemeral presence am I
in this mortal frame.
Daily circumspection
shall this inner beast
Tame.
more adulation here…Love this poem!!
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Compliments well received.
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I hear the echo of “Bring thyself to account each day…” Love your poetry!
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The Blessed Beauty always inspires.
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Most certainly!
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”Transgressions sometimes taint” and ”An ephemeral presence am I
in this mortal frame.” – really enjoyed those lines… very crafty
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Thanks so much, Heath. Here, I am lauded by no less than three Master Poets- the above two ladies, and yourself,
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you don’t say 🙂 no one quite takes the reader along on the journeys quite like you… always visually and oft too lyrically marvelous… wonder where you’ll take us next 🙂
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That was a nice poem.
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Merci beaucoup, Angy.
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