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by Indigo Tempestaserendipitous collisions profusely bleeding
sometimes
and when in an instance of glory
children whimper and writhe
it is called insurmountable tragic
and maybe
if never
sometimes you are crying
it is you crying
if ever it is that
angel crouched in bamboo grove blood
peaceful tan perfidy
is all the light exhales
and crucified sisters who only like the Magdalene
need to be forgiven
are shriven of not sins but sunrises to come
burning, serendipity crashes beautiful 10/01/2001 Posted on 10/01/2001
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| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Kimberly Bare on 01/20/04 at 08:04 PM "and crucified sisters who only like the Magdalene
need to be forgiven
are shriven of not sins but sunrises to come".....oh, these lines leave me breathless...hauntingly beautiful! |
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