Keys of the Mind

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    Keys of the Mind

    Lost in the intricate mazes of the mind.
    Essence scorched as withered blades of grass;
    Cold eyes gazes on injustices blind.
    Avarice calls kings to display glass.

    Breeze dances on melodious wind-chime.
    Caressing humility's light-hearted jocund.
    Other winds, ring kindness sublimely crass
    Armored barbarians swords come stalkin'.

    Purity trampled black as a Corvus.
    Temperance tossed on glowing coals.
    Wealthy feed off of poor carnivorously.
    Prehistoric is idea of charitable goals.

    Who will wait for vinifera grape?
    Aged by time turns to fine wine.
    Patience and understanding drape.
    Adorned with jewels of truths twine.

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    jademelissa74 commented on Keys of the Mind

    10-04-2009

    A wonderful piece. The imagery used to compose this message is very eloquent and tall. A thought-provoking piece! Great job!
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    samuelj commented on Keys of the Mind

    09-23-2009

    What a poem affixed with words but pure flow from top to bottom. It begs for multiple reads and understanding.....I love your flow in your poems
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    Charlie23 commented on Keys of the Mind

    08-30-2009

    This is a interesting poem. I like the wording, however I did have check a dictionary a couple times. Nicely written!
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    StandingBear commented on Keys of the Mind

    08-25-2009

    "Lost in the intricate mazes of the mind" commands interest from begging to the end. Great write.
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    wheelsal commented on Keys of the Mind

    08-03-2009

    A master of words and I need the dictionary. Sally
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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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