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What To Believe

What is there left for one to believe in to trust, hold sacred, defend with one’s life. When were beauty’s rainbow taut bowed archers laid resting in gray holes of mindless greed? Could not the eyes be lifted on frail wings the heart be told the folly of its lies as every beat became a drummers call uncover fallen arc from darkened veil. What was it caused the colors to so pale that light could not refract nor reignite the cloudless arch of chariots long past nor darkness hide the shame of lost belief. 12/23/2021 "B" Forms, 10 Plus lines Poetry Contest

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Date: 1/20/2022 11:10:00 AM
John, congratulations on your Third Place win in my B Forms contest ~Constance
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Date: 1/11/2022 8:49:00 AM
Congratulations on your win with your "What To Believe" write. Have a blessed day with your win...............
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Date: 1/10/2022 8:29:00 PM
"Could not the eyes be lifted on frail wings the heart be told the folly of its lies" - Beautiful. Congratulations!
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Date: 12/25/2021 10:25:00 PM
sad and profound, John
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Date: 12/24/2021 1:31:00 AM
So sad.. Have a blessed Christmas dear friend. Love, Gina
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