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This poem reflects the perennial hopes of mortal traders, who navigate both the worldly marketplace and the spiritual realm. In its vivid im...

Monday, April 14, 2014

Love's labour lost

Longings
And
Yearnings,
Lilting desires,
Long road
Of
Faith
And
Love
Made longer
By
Lonely
Strides,
Lonesome
Misted eyes
Looking
Askance,
Love's labour lost
Over
Lilliputian trivia.

Linking with Blogging from A to Z Challenge - April 2014

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2 comments:

  1. AnonymousApril 15, 2014 at 5:49 AM

    What an amazing poem ... "lonesome misted eyes looking askance", beautiful.
    Happy A to Z'ing. :)

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