Bringing in the plants,
Pressing their verdure between
The leaves of my mind.
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Nov. 5 - Frost Warning
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Who was Cassandra?
In the Iliad, she is described as the loveliest of the daughters of Priam (King of Troy), and gifted with prophecy. The god Apollo loved her, but she spurned him. As a punishment, he decreed that no one would ever believe her. So when she told her fellow Trojans that the Greeks were hiding inside the wooden horse...well, you know what happened.
What, no comments as yet? I was waiting.
This one speaks to my kind of mind. Love it.
It's a CNN day for me today. I'm afraid to hold my breath.
Posted by: Ellena | November 06, 2012 at 01:00 PM
Thanks, Ellena. I think a lot of people don't know what to say in response to these small poems. Maybe the more successful they are, the more they encapsulate something and don't leave much room for comment? Anyway, thanks. It will be a long day, so do keep breathing!
Posted by: Beth | November 06, 2012 at 01:52 PM