A poem simply sounds the bell, of that which words could never tell.
PRECIOUS
Precious is unchanged by time, One moment, or a thousand years, Best left behind while wishing more, And weeping still sheds precious tears.
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Count Sneaky
said...
Precious is a word I have a lot of problems with because it seems to cover too much and means too much to too many people to get a grip on. But, I like your attempt here to grapple with it. My best.
Yes - please don't think "Lord Of The Rings" - it was specifically the preciousness of a deep but unreconciled longing . . . Thank you for your comment - your visit really counts, Count . . .
2 comments:
Precious is a word I have a lot of problems with because it seems to cover too much and means too much to too many people to get a grip on. But, I like your attempt here to grapple with it. My best.
Yes - please don't think "Lord Of The Rings" - it was specifically the preciousness of a deep but unreconciled longing . . .
Thank you for your comment - your visit really counts, Count . . .
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