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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=471635" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To Plant A Seed</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=471635" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Like the enigmas woven upon <br>the regal tapestry of dreams<br>we instill niceties into<br>the desperate and famished earth<br>razing our own barricades <br>and knotting golden tethers<br>upon the forests that we make</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=471635" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">And nights will perch upon<br>the lovely slender boughs<br>And days will park on its eaves<br>filleting the lofty fences<br>veins crawling, sprawling<br>unto the cradle of distant stars<br>and their scintillating talks<br>while the grandiose inculcate<br>a flummoxed aeon down<br>into the heart of a dead star</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=471635" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">But we forget them<br>when we lose our own maps<br>and constellations<br>from the fire of our conceit -<br>we lose the monarchy of trees<br>which kept our secrets<br>upon their clandestine zithers<br>and the quintessence<br>is lost amongst the memories</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=471635" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Amidst lights, my penetralium <br>is a dislimned diamond -<br>obstinate and lustrous<br>against your scouring<br>trembling with coruscations<br>though every word cadenced<br>for the breath pawned<br>for your sleep's quiescence<br>is another seed planted inside<br>the fissures of my defense -<br>A bliss draped in the most<br>atrocious sensation</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=471635" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">We are surmised <br>when we planted a seed - <br>puppets strangled with <br>our silky strings of<br>strangling vines, <br>and we are blinded<br>by fear and pride<br>A tree rooted, gnarled<br>upon a lifeless boulder: <br>A seed planted<br>and now rupturing<br>to be castrated<br>and thrown into the<br>hearth of malignance.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Norman+Santos">Norman Santos</a></strong></div>

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