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To be Continued...

by Julie Adams

I am the author of a novel.
In the fiction of my life
I am an heiress
to the library
of thought
where no preface is needed
...what more can I tell you,
my binding is born
of skin and veins
my pages, a thousand
strands of golden hair
woven at the mischevious hands
of 'stiltskin,
who spins my world
into a softer reality
and even he doesn't know
how this story ends...

11/06/2002

Author's Note: created from 6 word pick: fiction, heiress, author, preface, novel, library

Posted on 11/07/2002
Copyright © 2024 Julie Adams

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by JD Clay on 03/31/03 at 03:40 AM

Prophetic poetry, Jewels. I can't wait to read the sequel. Peace...

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