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"Love - No. 39" - a poem

July 17, 2006 12:24 PM EDT (Updated: July 17, 2006 01:59 PM EDT)

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love
the twisty windy road
that irresitable dangerous rose
whose scent is sweet with life's allure
whose vines entwine with madness pure
whose thorns do pale any dungeon's tour
without which, alone and one
is the dark of night with no rising sun
without which our sparks remit
goal and purpose easily forfeit
meaning and desire their drive acquit
for life to live, love must exist
somewhere
love

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J. Johannes Jul 17, 2006, 12:56pm EDT

The ending of this portrays such possibility. Well said, and so true!

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0000-silkyone-0000 Jul 17, 2006, 1:02pm EDT

Great poem Bill.

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Bill's Spirit Jul 17, 2006, 1:47pm EDT

J. Johannes - Thank you. That was exactly the note I was trying to end on. Cool.

John - Thanks. Glad you liked it.

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Lynn D. Jul 17, 2006, 5:04pm EDT

Very nice poem!!

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Bill's Spirit Jul 18, 2006, 10:06am EDT

Lynn D. - Thanks. Glad you liked it.

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hiral h Jul 18, 2006, 10:14am EDT

for life to live, love must exist

somewhere

love

I absolutely agree, life is not worth if there doesnt exist love. Love comes in several forms, love in any form is equally important. Keep smiling. Keep up the great work.

God bless

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