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...Dangerous Keepsakes...

Updated on September 29, 2012

...A ring, a thing, a scented pouch

a lie, a fib, straight from your mouth

you knew it then

you didn't know when

I would stop

and call you out...

Now these things

I'd like to fling

back in your face

and remove the taste

of curdled words

so many absurd

instances when

I called you friend...

I am not innocent, here

and my darkest fears

hosted my own false words

of sin

spawned my own ulterior wins

when ego reigned

and friendship feigned

to shine its golden pink light...

So I'll wrap these things

and the feelings they bring

up in a cloth real tight

on this Harvest Moon Night

Down to the river I love

and release them

my dangerous keepsakes...


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    Rob Welsh 4 years ago from Tomorrow - In Words & NZ Time.

    Wow... your birthday.... I just knew from your work that you are a special and 'gifted' poet... and I hope my candor is taken sincerely.. Great words deserve genuine testimony Carole... PD

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    Carole Anzolletti 4 years ago from The Phantom Queen's Labyrinth

    THANK YOU! What a lovely compliment from a generous person :)

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    Rob Welsh 4 years ago from Tomorrow - In Words & NZ Time.

    Wow! Just wow... Just awesome work... I want to keep to it!

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