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Ode to a Lily
Your fragrance… cinnamon and honey laced assails my senses; they admit defeat, surrendering but glad of being placed within your aura. It is such a treat
to smell and see a miracle in bloom or watch as buds reveal a tranquil face. They touch the soul and brighten every room with springtime’s scent and petals of white lace.
But as with everything that time may touch, your beauty fades; so too your bouquet wanes until there’s nothing left. Death comes to such whose loveliness, like melody’s refrains,
spawns memories we cherished of life’s song we learned to sing and found a fragile throng.
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When power leads man toward arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the areas of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of his existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.
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A very tight and well-phrased sonnet, as always, Larry.
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Hi Daniel,
Last question first! The “throng” has to do with everything that time will touch and all of that loveliness is “fragile” and will, eventually be ending in death.
The first question has to do with singular-possessive vs. plural-possessive. Life’s song has but one melody which all that exists will sing through their abbreviated life-spans. One song/one melody although there are different refrains. Thus, melody’s refrains!
Hope the clarification helps.
Larry
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When power leads man toward arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the areas of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of his existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.
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Okay, then I'd best refrain from further comment lest I burst my fragile thong!
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Your fragile thong will never burst unless you put it on reversed!
That is the start of a moderately bawdy Rondeau/Short Rondeau which I doubt will play, even in these deserted halls.
Larry
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When power leads man toward arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the areas of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of his existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.
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Kindness is a seed sown by the gentlest hand, growing care's flowers.
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fragile thongs
Your fragile thong will never burst for front and back are near the same unless you put it on reversed then something might hang out. For shame that it should look like you are nude but look once more; they’ll find they’re wrong and it was not what they construed… your fragile thong.
As I said in "Karnak", I couldn't help myself because the phrase kept elbowing my muse.
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When power leads man toward arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the areas of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of his existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.
John Fitzgerald Kennedy
Kindness is a seed sown by the gentlest hand, growing care's flowers.