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// Sunday, August 17, 2014

Three Tendrils for Today

Notebooks are breadcrumbs, footprints, fingerprints, and dream-drops.
In the bell tower of an old church, a poet asked the night, "Where have you gone, my muse?"

And the night replied (to the poet's surprise), "In the lockbox of your heart...and fate holds the key."
Pain can paint rainbows as easily as it can paint gray skies.

Copyright 2014 Christopher V. DeRobertis. All rights reserved.

Tendril #2, a text composition, is a work of fiction. Names, places, institutions, events, incidents, characters, persons, locations, and/or organizations either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Full Creative Writing Disclaimer.