Vision so nearsighted to the core,
seeing angels and beauty,
even in threatening shadows,
trust a frail garment constantly worn.
Till someone hands their specs of reality
forcing eyes to drain of their illusion,
temporarily blinded by the painful gaze,
then sanity of passion
returns to one's rose color soul
finding the real treasures lost
and innocence revives in spell
as a childlike heart grows to blend
trust and wisdom,
never giving up on the world.
A contest entry
- 24 hours - INNOCENCE by misselaineous.
300 points, ended March 18, 2007, 20 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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i think we all need a pair of rose coloured specs from time to time - you have taken sight/vision and seeing as a good metaphor - i liked it
thank you for your words and the grace they lend my contest
elaine
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Thank you so much for you kind comments.
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A childlike innocence is such a delight to see in a person. I feel we can all still experience this within the right situation.
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Yes, it can be a blessing.
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Beautiful-
Beautiful verse You have penned with images that Touch Spirit
Love this one Sweetness
Thank You for sharing Your Wisdom~
Best wishes to You in the contest
Many blessings too
and my Love
~ Desire~*~
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Thank you love. You are my rose who colors my soul.
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Are You trying to get me to cry again
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Only if it means I have to hug you in the process.
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Mmmmmmmmmmm
Ok
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I keep tract of this for when thet time comes.
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I took a picture of it
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I suggest you start an album. Mark it one of fifty.
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Till someone hands their specs of reality
forcing eyes to drain of their illusion,
temporarily blinded by the painful gaze,
then sanity of passion
returns to one's rose color soul...very catching lines...beautifully written! -
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Thank you so much for the great comment.
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