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A bitter wine
Contributed by
iodinelove
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Wednesday, 17th July 2013 @ 11:41:49 PM in AEST
Topic:
LostLove
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My soul is cloven
A cluster of grapes before the dawn
A bitter wine spoiled by the sun
All of my love is spilt out
So that I am rent
Unfit
My heart has lost its strength
The moonlight in a storm
Starlight in the water
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2013-07-17 23:41:49] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: A bitter wine
(User Rating: 1 ) by emystar on
Friday, 19th July 2013 @ 01:43:48 AM AEST (User
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Very powerful words, Abe.
Good work even in it's sadness.
Big huggs,
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Re: A bitter wine
(User Rating: 1 ) by enigma on
Saturday, 20th July 2013 @ 10:06:38 AM AEST (User
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Wow! "Starlight in the water..." What a metaphor! I can see the ripples disembodying the light of a star...it comes together, it splits apart...substanceless...a magnificent ball of fission, or is it fussion...doesn't matter; a mighty orb of fire rendered substanceless by its arch enemy...water...
When this story plays out in the heart, it is a bitter wine.
Wonderful!
I always hated it when I painted or wrote something that represented pain in my life and somebody said...that's beautiful...that's wonderful...hello? my pain is beautiful? My ache is wonderful?
Since then, forty-some-odd years later, I have come to appreciate: When given lemons, make lemonade; when given s***, make fertilizer; just make something useful... You have made something useful to me and that is both beautiful and wonderful.
Thanks...
ron...enigma...arkay oghe |
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