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Spell I of IX

Spell I of IX

One sole destiny

Two bare feet

Three paths to choose upon

Four dreams

Five nightmares

Six leaves of tarragon

Seven mothers for a son

Eight sketches of men

Nine clouds before the sun

Nine clouds … maybe ten!

One question

Two voices

Three answers waiting for call

Four doubts

Five fingers clinched

Six shadows on the wall

Seven sins

Eight deadly ones

Nine charms misting the glen

Nine charms… never ten!

Single soul

Twice doomed

Triple jump

Quadruple fall

Pentacle sign stiff and stall 

Half a dozen make it all

Heptameter written in blood

Octopus ink but no pen

Nonagon nonagenarian

How many dreams?

Almost ten!

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Mark Gonzalez

We are all sinners but not alone, God watches over you, even when it seems bad, strive to make it good. Keep writing, the souls we lose in this world, are angels here to watch over us. Thank you for such a powerful poem.

~Mark~

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Rui Tavares

Thank Mark.                                              As you said... We are all sinners...

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BLAKE FLOYD

Powerful, powerful, powerful...
my friend!

I hope you don't mind if I borrow your painting... 

Cheers mate!???

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