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Blood On The Snow

Blood on the Snow

Remember
The lingering sorrow.
Gun blue eyes
Locked
On a moment
When time dared not breathe,
There
Just blossoming,
Love lies bleeding
Ever steady
Softly cocked,
I am felled.

*Love Lies Bleeding is also a flower also know as: Amaranths

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the winter of knowing

ode to a gracious and beautiful creature
I also Love Jimson Weed!
Chinese Lantern
forgot that I once bought flowers
rituals replaced with dull routine
we now grow our little garden
knowing in four months they
will arrive again

thank U!

Mr Wolf!

thank you Mr. Wolf :)

When you fling poo, some of the stink sticks to you!

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author comment

Crisp images, left me shivering...

Wow

I was shivering when I wrote it! :)

*hugs, Cat

When you fling poo, some of the stink sticks to you!

"The Book of Styx" can be ordered and purchased on line at:
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The meaning behind this flower is quite spiritual. Not knowing flowers in general, I found this one to hit a note within my spiritual side...I thank you for introducing me to it. And as much as I found this to be a poignant piece, it meant even more reading again, once I knew, at least how some, describe the thoughts behind this flower...
"The deepest teaching of Love-Lies-Bleeding is centered around the meaning of compassion and sacrifice. This realization within the soul is often called Christ consciousness, the capacity to suffer or to bleed not for ourselves but for all of humanity and for the redemption of the Earth itself." 1 (taken from a site called Dave's Garden)
Nice write Cat!

hugs,
val

thank you for putting so much time into my poem :) I really appreciate it!

*hugs, Cat

When you fling poo, some of the stink sticks to you!

"The Book of Styx" can be ordered and purchased on line at:
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beautiful subject, beautiful poem. Love Roscoe...

Roscoe Llane,

Religion will rip your faith off, and return
for the mask of disbelief that's left.

I'm so glad that you enjoyed it!!!

*hugs, Cat

When you fling poo, some of the stink sticks to you!

"The Book of Styx" can be ordered and purchased on line at:
http://eddystyx.mythramuse.com/

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