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~ The Tolling Of The Bells ~

~ The Tolling Of The Bells ~

One of the affections truly disposed
Is envy and its bells
With vehement wishes so supposed
Coming so easily to those
With desperate measures in many a mind
For greatness
Over jealousies intrusion upon the scriptures
An eye for an eye alike
Astrologers calling it influences
Influences of stars upon the bells
Creating animosity
In books of little more than fodder
Brain fodder stirring in envy
With envy in its essence
An ejaculation or eradication
Of the singing bells
Some have been so curious as to note
That when time hits the stroke
The envious begin to hurt
Begin to scoff
And never ever fend off
The tolling of the bells....

Tony Taylor
* a work in progress

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Tony Taylor

Thanx DARKLY!!.... gonna have to check it out!!...... on my way!!......T xo ?✴❀

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Tony Taylor

Hey C!!.....I think I strayed off the path here...... trying to convey through 'poetic prose' that which is demanding 'pure prose' to convey my point exactly!!.... Oh Well, can't win them all..... at least I gave it a noble attempt......thanx so much for putting up with my crazy approach dear poet sister!!...I hold your opinion in such high regard that such a leap covers its own tracks even when I look like a Dick for attempting the insane!!... smiles!!....... Love you honey!!....... kisses.......T xo ✴?❀?
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Greg Etsell

I love this one I love that movie
it is with Charles laughtonΒ  what
great actor my fav

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Greg Etsell

I love the famous line in the movie
she gave me water

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