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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required "Missed" if you wanted me to write about rainbows and unicorns, I would have to say romance was never on the menu of the grinning soul, in the days when war came. lines drawn in sand, see, grains easily blow away, to reveal what of strength, hard and cracked, yet so tangible survives underneath it all, firmly remains. the thistle with its royal violet inviolate crown, its thorns like swords, persistent, makes its way to what little light endures, holds out, shoots its way through the fallout clouds. it blooms like a revolution. never changes its regiment colour. beauty in survival allays arid memories and relishes the rain to grow new life; and like a thistle the petals will-o-wisp like a halo up into the sky, far away, but the roots remain fixed strong and militarily resilient, day after day. romance comes in the flurry of snow falling on an upturned face, faith in something of grace, offers a smile that sings still life doesn't exist here, tongue outstretched sensually tasting a poisonous life remembering the last naked tryst and how one survived the assassin’s kiss, though the shooter didn’t fare that well. the shooter perhaps loved the target, too much. the target saw the transparency, reality of truth, a subtle softness pouring out in the bleed, could win through the atomic missed. (LadyLabyrinth / 2022) “This is what comes of military training”, she said, ”born and bred from military - both air and land forces - one becomes habitually practiced and intuitively alert to the enemy's position. Strategically, one is always lethally equipped, both psychologically and physically, in surviving wars on the mortal plane. Particularly, much later in the singularity wars, for a neural neophyte piloting those missions of slippery inter-dimension”. In the days to follow, this quality in her would stand her well, in both dark and light fields, contradictory yet complimentary, the two warring co-ordinates of the Cross Field in the new domain. It was the place of the in-between worlds, where her mission would be implanted and eventually executed, expeditiously and with great success. Much to her detriment.
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