Flower of the Prickly Pear
At our unceasing plea,
beauty consents
to tarry for a day
within these battlements
of thorns, thus to withstand
the wilting touch
of hot breath and hungry hands
that love too much.
(By JRC, July 2, 1998)
At our unceasing plea,
beauty consents
to tarry for a day
within these battlements
of thorns, thus to withstand
the wilting touch
of hot breath and hungry hands
that love too much.
(By JRC, July 2, 1998)
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Books read in August 1998:
A Man Called Peter, by Catherine Marshall (Biog. of Rev. Peter Marshall)
Don't Look Now, by Daphne DuMaurier (Spooky stories)
Acceptable Losses, by Irwin Shaw (Poor, compared to The Young Lions)
2 comments:
I remember seeing the movie "A Man Called Peter" when I was a child. I never read the book and don't think I ever saw the movie again.
I like this poem. Where did you get the picture that goes with it?
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