Sonnet 10A Poem by Rosa Carlyle-MitchellA coincidental meeting
Tonight I spied with my unlidded eye
a gentle, curious face glazed in shadow; the mind that might coerce my mind awry and spur my exit from this shallow hollow. Ideas of a freer, simpler way master the cure for abstract minds. Refractive tangents certainly delay the knowledge of a better humankind. Thus, perchance to have met at this junction, is a work of subtle necessity. Desperate truths resolve all compunction; and solve my fate's nervous perplexity . To look not on radically inquiring,
invites a twist of fate quite inspiring. © 2013 Rosa Carlyle-Mitchell |
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1 Review Added on July 20, 2013 Last Updated on July 21, 2013 AuthorRosa Carlyle-MitchellCape Town, Western Cape, South AfricaAboutI write because it's the right means. For me. I've got plenty in me for 20. more..Writing
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