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ABOUT INCANTATIONS
ABOUT INCANTATIONS
you are magic
enchantment.
you sing your words
modulate your love
murmuring melancholy
in minor key
and golden tongue
you have touched
my very meaning
and brought my soul
to a near dying
with your deceit and lying.
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Comments
judyanne
Sun, 2012-07-22 02:54
hi joe
one typo
'in minor kry' i presume you mean 'key'?
imo
i'd lose the 'and' in 'and modulate your love'
also imho
i like 'about incantations' rather than 'the power of enchantment' as the title - i think the use of 'enchantment' so close to the beginning of the poem, after reading it in the title just a little offputting - lol just me...
a powerful write as usual from you joe - love the finish
love judy xxx
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Geremia
Sun, 2012-07-22 05:28
Thanks, Judy. I will make
Thanks, Judy. I will make changes.
Joe
Ian.T
Sun, 2012-07-22 04:01
Joe
Good write and I could never see the point of those rituals, probably to Brainwash those that listened.
I am so glad I had an open mind in other directions lol.
Keep them coming, but watch out form the Spanish inquisition..
Yours Ian.T
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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..
Geremia
Sun, 2012-07-22 05:40
Thanks, Ian.. Inquisition?
Thanks, Ian.. Inquisition? Never find me lol
Ian.T
Sun, 2012-07-22 05:48
Joe
Please advise there are three men dressed as Cardinals at the door, do I treat them like Jehovah's witnesses or do I run out the back door and away, Yours Ian.T????????
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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..
Geremia
Sun, 2012-07-22 08:28
Too late! Just put your head
Too late! Just put your head between your legs and kiss your ass[arse] good-bye. THEY FOUND YOU!!!ol