Blinded by the light of a false sun, beware, lest you meet the devil some burning noon. With a crooked mouth, he smiles his treachery and drags you into shadows filled with false truths. Only angels of innocence can sense true lightness, true darkness, unless you gaze into flaming eyes and see yourself reflected in the blazing depths of hell and know you'll share his horrifying fate.
What an instant appeal this poem has in its seduction and repelling motion that lures and warns at the same time. Who of us have not been drawn into a dangerous whirlpool?
Reviewed by Cathie Morton (Reader)
Reviewed on September 5, 2006
Wow, this gave me goosebumps! Really beautiful in its own way.
From the author of Jupiter Remembered and Until It’s Time: Embracing Life In Our Later Years comes Petals of Love: Poetry of a Woman’s Soul – a heartfelt collection spanning more than thirty-five years. Through tender reflections, these poems offer g
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