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Board Administrator Username: mjm Post Number: 4351 Registered: 11-1998 |
Honorable Mention Sweetest Agony Jessica A world of keys, tempest tossing temptress, searching, among falls and fronds. Which one? Ineludable call, more persistent than the Wild. A key in Eden's apple, found, freely given; flaming sword merely a metaphor, bypass beauty. Icy key, Icarus' power, in midflight, catch it as key curves, tumbles (so did Icarus). There are keys Which one? among the hills of Ithaca, one golden key ripe hued as homeland's wheat. Gleaming, softly luring with a Siren's song one pearl, perfect and pristine: a key. Sensuous silk, whisper on gilded cushions an aubergine key for a king, majestic; Ancient idols, outstretched hands hold lightening, a key of jade. Which one? A search, a pilgrimmage, an odyssey: what land, which key, What Door? |
