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Magic?
by Janine EuladiaI know it's precarious
I hold nothing tight
Open my fist, it's only slight
What exists?
'Twas dark, now light
I don't see my doubt, I don't feel I know
Elusive love, an intangible show
06/09/2004 Author's Note: .
Posted on 02/15/2007
Copyright © 2026 Janine Euladia
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 02/15/07 at 04:28 AM Hello Janine. This is spare, but not without its charm. Welcome to Pathetic. Thanks. |
| Posted by Soulo Jacob Bourgeau on 02/15/07 at 04:35 AM Welcome to our little poetic enclave Janine. I just voted 'approve' on this one today. |
| Posted by Joe Cramer on 02/15/07 at 12:19 PM Well done.... and welcome to Pathetic.... I look forward to reading more! |
| Posted by Genevieve Sturrock on 02/23/07 at 04:20 AM love it! |
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