denomination of souls fouled of reaped putridness carried by scar stained eyes in a bloodied bath of quest to dark prosper all mankind with a stroke of a black brush of defiant deed . . . . . . . for whence he arrives amassed numbers cumulative in continuance. . .
andrew149Southbourne, nr.Bournemouth, Dorset, England UKSep 25, 2009
ooooooh! dark sir, dark!.....there has to be a little dark in all of us, so that we can recognise the light, when we see it, both in ourselves and others......thankyou bentlee, good poem.......andrew.
Andrew ty an yes dark indeed. Dark may also be recognized from past experience that had up on the edge of it . . . trying to get us swayed to it. Ty for your thoughts:)
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Really enjoyed your poem, interesting very interesting...
Look forward to reading from you again...
Thank you for your thoughts...