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Dross

As the sun filters through branches
Brown crackled blooms exposed
No longer hidden by bright blossoms
Which spring had just transposed

The sunlight's angle is now changed
Revealing hidden parts
Only the dross is bad_ grotesque
Secrets deep in one's heart   

Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2013

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Jack Horne Date: 3/8/2013 9:11:00 AM thought proking write indeed, my friend - congrats on your wins too : ) Login to Reply

Connie Gildersleeve Date: 3/4/2013 6:40:00 AM Sara an interesting write. Stimulates thoughts. Nicely sone. Warm Smiles, Connie Login to Reply

Debbie Duncan Date: 3/3/2013 5:04:00 PM like the metaphors ;} Login to Reply

Andrea Dietrich Date: 3/3/2013 4:23:00 PM I like how this one has a deeper meaning. VEry nice, Sara. Login to Reply

Carrie Richards Date: 3/3/2013 2:40:00 PM You caught my curiousity....what secrets so deep, unrevealed? ...not for me to know! :) very interesting poem. great work! Login to Reply

Duke Beaufort Date: 3/2/2013 6:53:00 PM Sara, Thank-you for the message. That is a way of dealing with the heavy weighted material. It is interesting, however, that certain things come back like boomerangs at the strangest times. The mind has all these things filed and organized, and it only takes a trigger of some kind to cause the "file" to be accessed. It is always another chance to look at an old item. Login to Reply

Anne-Lise Andresen Date: 3/2/2013 12:03:00 PM ...like it - - - S-mails in reur, Sara. - oxox / / Anne-Lise :) Login to Reply

Duke Beaufort Date: 3/2/2013 7:59:00 AM Yes, the things left over from the past. That stuff can really weigh us down. Have you discovered how to get rid of it? The poem makes me wonder about so much. Login to Reply

Russell Sivey Date: 3/1/2013 6:30:00 PM This is an ingenious and clever write my friend! I really enjoyed reading this delightful poem this evening! What a glorious piece, Great Work!! Login to Reply