by Deborah Bloodworth
Friday, July 13, 2007
Rated "R" by the Author.
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I live inside a stained glass world
With softly colored lights
Golden hues of love, Blue hues of pain
Red lust shine through the night
I cannot see which color reflects hope
So blinded by the rest
I have sought its warm glow all my life
Its vision remains my test
I am marked by all of these permanent stains
Each holding a certain cast
Reflecting my future through my past
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|Reviewed by Axilea MU
|I have read some of your poems and this one is my favorite so far.
The last three lines are quite strong and bear universal meaning.
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|Symbolic and powerfully meaningful; truly I feel that I can relate to these emotive sentiments, Deborah. Thank you for sharing this offering. Welcome to AD. Love and peace to you,