The Merchant of Venice and his pound of flesh. But take it as ye may, but with nought blood. The prison a lock with a shylock.
You is just toooo clever.
... and YOUR pound of poetry flesh I have been craving over a very long time, Anita! And this satisfies, as do all your writes - and stunning artworks!! You have a gift of weaving deeply philosphical tendrils of thought into the most intricate of poetic gilded fretwork whose beauty and artistry we can only stand back in awe of and admire... and then sigh deeply! Another write that's worth it's weight in meaning. So good to see you here again! :)) xx
Anita,
This poem feels a bit mysterious. I want to know the secret! lol:) This is so strange, but I was just dusting my bedroom (not the strange part) and I found a key similar to the one in your painting. I put it on top of my jewelry box, thinking it would be great inspiration. After reading your poem, it feels more like a premonition now. Enjoyed this write! Hugs,
Sheila
so true! Your poem flows with intrigue for all secrets to come to pass, but only the one's needing to be freed! Some are meant to be sealed.
The some that hold no consequence...
the pounds of consequence apply only if we were dare to even consider breaking the trust bestowed upon us -- A PAX, this is a marvelous piece of work, fresh, a new twist for a revisited concept -- peace and love be with you -- JM
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Ron
This poem feels a bit mysterious. I want to know the secret! lol:) This is so strange, but I was just dusting my bedroom (not the strange part) and I found a key similar to the one in your painting. I put it on top of my jewelry box, thinking it would be great inspiration. After reading your poem, it feels more like a premonition now. Enjoyed this write! Hugs,
Sheila
You say this well and there is great truth here.
John
The some that hold no consequence...
Loved this!
Love and Peace~
Kimmy~