Friday, October 16, 2009

The Oracle Spilt Its Parables Comments

Rating: 5.0

The oracle spilt its parables.
Flung from lips of lucidity,
fragments fell into the aether
and merged with fleeting images
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amber roser
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Eric Cockrell 15 April 2012

stunning poem... enlightenment comes like a gust of wind.... only the few take the time to feel!

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Steven S 16 October 2009

I am adding this as one of my faves.... fantastic.

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Stephen Stirk 16 October 2009

Very deep piece Amber, and very cleverly and insightfully written. It compels you to understand and is thought provoking. Thanks for sharing Steve

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Dragon Wizard 16 October 2009

...and so the Prophet´s thoughts lingered between nothingness and eternity, a macrocosmos of duty, fulfillment and traces of the hermit within, who relentlessly punished the good deeds and gratified the unspoken sins of the common man, thus obscuring the sui generis and heartfelt message of the oracle... A well deserved 10, Amber. Extraordinary philosophical poem... Warm Regards, Dragon Wizard

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