fire and ice argued
about who was the stronger
and when they fought
destroyed each other
all that remained was
a puddle of warm water
poetry and some more
poetry and some more
fire and ice argued
about who was the stronger
and when they fought
destroyed each other
all that remained was
a puddle of warm water
The Power of Story
poetry and some more
write, right?
Cogito, ergo sum
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This blog is all about writing and will also feature my poetry!
So true… all arguments and fights simply result in the weakened proponents… and yet… the fights and arguments continue…
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Absolutely! Thank you.
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Beautiful ending!
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Thank you, Anum. Lovely to see you…welcome :)
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:-)
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Oh, that is so clever… I absolutely love the end. Of course! All that remains is only a warm puddle, but how nicely you say it!
Have a great week!
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Thank you mj! So pleased to receive your wonderful comments.
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Greetings,
Thank you for this.
And so ends arguing.
All good wishes,
robert
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…and so ends the arguing…but does it really? even when we know the consequences..?
Best wishes to you, Robert.
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