Friday, August 04, 2006

A Clearing Moment
By Don Iannone

Illusion slipping away
...like fading clouds
......in irrepressible sunlight.
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10 comments:

  1. Anonymous8:30 AM

    LOVE this poem.Gentle and inevitable beauty.
    (I also have an affinity for the word "irrepressible." Irrepressible Secrets was the title of my blog before I moved it.)

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  2. Don Iannone, D.Div., Ph.D.8:38 AM

    Silvermoon...thanks. I like the word too. Like truth, it is irrepressible.

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  3. Margie8:51 AM

    very nice!
    I like it a lot!

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  4. Don Iannone, D.Div., Ph.D.8:58 AM

    Thanks Margie.

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  5. Dan10:10 AM

    Yep!

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  6. dumbdodi10:28 AM

    It seems like a continuation of sorts of 'Finding True Nature'.Beautiful three lines

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  7. polona1:17 PM

    lovely!
    i, too, like "irrepressible".
    ha, a new word in my vocabulary :)

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  8. Don Iannone, D.Div., Ph.D.2:53 PM

    Thanks Dan.

    Thanks Dumbdodi. It very well could be a continuation. Good observation.

    Polona...thanks. Irrrepressible like thought in the mind, which of course can repressed for a while.

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  9. CE3:22 PM

    Illusions are illusory.

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  10. Don Iannone, D.Div., Ph.D.4:09 PM

    Thanks Imemine.

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