12-12-2020, 11:04 AM
Christmas Forgotten
The scales fell from her eyes
noting the floor as they
bounced up to drum her ear
(hammering in a minor key),
but through it all--the tinkling
silver bell--she could not hear.
For to hear one must believe
and she was too savvy
and way too smart
to ever be deceived!
revised ©2020 erthona
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Original
The scales fell from her eyes,
noting the floor, as they
bounced up to drum her ear,
hammering in a minor key,
but through it all, the tinkling
silver bell, she could not hear.
For to hear, one must believe,
and she was too savvy and too
smart to ever be deceived!
©2012 ~Erthona
The scales fell from her eyes
noting the floor as they
bounced up to drum her ear
(hammering in a minor key),
but through it all--the tinkling
silver bell--she could not hear.
For to hear one must believe
and she was too savvy
and way too smart
to ever be deceived!
revised ©2020 erthona
_____________________________
Original
The scales fell from her eyes,
noting the floor, as they
bounced up to drum her ear,
hammering in a minor key,
but through it all, the tinkling
silver bell, she could not hear.
For to hear, one must believe,
and she was too savvy and too
smart to ever be deceived!
©2012 ~Erthona
How long after picking up the brush, the first masterpiece?
The goal is not to obfuscate that which is clear, but make clear that which isn't.
The goal is not to obfuscate that which is clear, but make clear that which isn't.