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The Sheltered Poet
Above all be of single aim. (James Allen)
Saturday, July 24, 2010
K.D. Iredale
Predator Craving My Heart
You pursued me, unrelentingly,
Day and night-
Enticed me
To unexplored territory.
Until I caught the jungle fever.
Delirious,
The disease spread swiftly,
Until a piece of my heart
Was tattooed onto yours.
{Poem by K. D. Iredale}
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forever dancing
May the artistic expression of
God's grace be my holy testimony.
May the dance of my life continue
as long as there is breath in me.
Melanie M. Eyth
danceofmyhands@aol.com
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