Beguiling Bitterness – Sonnet 37

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Written by Morgan

Beguiling Bitterness

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Within the Rain and Tempest of Summers Reach,
Where Honeyed Flowers fall to Fiercest Hail,
Where Daggers from Cupids Bow the Heaven’s Breach,
To Pierce the Heart and make the Valiant Frail,
Beyond the borders of Temporal Rhyme and Place,
Amidst the Eternal Bounds of Treasured Gall,
Where Shadows ne’er dim the Loveliest Face,
Yet in Brief Whispers make the Strongest Fall,
Therein Lies the Majesty of Love,
Beguiling Sweet and Bitter in its course,
Mirroring All we Remember from Above,
Forgetting more than stems from Love’s Pure Source.
Yet each Heart, each Breath, each Sigh Desires nothing less,
Than that Brief Whisper and Beguiling Bitterness.

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~Morgan~
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      3. Oh… A simple story called Percival. About a bumbling, rich spoiled pig called Percival who steps out of his gate one day, to buy a top-hat so that he can pay court to Bessie… His life changes forever thereafter, as does life in his sleepy little town..

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      5. It started as a children’s story, but ended up as not. It used to be a great, sprawling blog. I’d write a post, and that would be my kids bed time story. I wrote about 140,000 words and the blog disappeared one day.
        Luckily, I remembered practically everything, so I “edited it” down to a book of about 60,000 words

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