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Time
Time
Time lies like a guardian angel,
lost in a past
that shall leave a trace,
safe within the pleats
of this life's fabric.
Look and remember
a white poppy's petal
that brushes gentle as night
across our peaceful faces
with silken care.
Chris Hubbard
2018
Tuesday 11th December 2018 3:44 am
Scheherazade
This is my humble commentary on that matchless Middle Eastern and Indian story-book “One Thousand and One Nights”. Nikolai Rimsky-Korsakov's symphonic suite of the same name is the perfect musical accompaniment!
Scheherazade
Tell me, Scheherazade, how you fled
the evil emir like a bleeding lion,
his twisting, vengeful face now full with
requieted lust; your wisdom shines
...Thursday 19th October 2017 8:34 am

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