June 12, 2010
That one could ever triumph over fate
Is a foolish thought
an impossibility.

Fate is the most devious devil
the most mischievous marauder
the most fraudulent fiend
The most sly scoundrel.

Fate will feign gentleness
and one might feel safe

but then
faster then the coming tide
you will be thrown overboard
and left to slowly suffocate
In Fate’s fickle waters

Once more
Fate Pulls you back aboard
Onto a Shape-Shifting Ship
On an uncharted adventure.

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Debbie said...
Jul. 13, 2010 at 10:42 am

I must confess, that I have problems to understand ur poem. But I am positive that it's great!!

Love u!

CalliopeAndClio replied...
Jul. 14, 2010 at 6:36 am
thanks debbie luv u 2!
Jujubee101 said...
Jul. 11, 2010 at 8:16 pm

I <3 this and you. You are such an amazing writer/poet/soon-to-be author and I think this is my favorite of all your work so far.



CalliopeAndClio replied...
Jul. 12, 2010 at 5:53 pm

thanks ju.  i love you too :) i miss you three :( i need to see you four! i want to know how your doing five! I'm going to call you to talk to you after dinner six and this is really weird seven.  ok im done


Juliette P. replied...
Jul. 12, 2010 at 6:38 pm

you mean *okay im done eight


CalliopeAndClio replied...
Jul. 12, 2010 at 7:27 pm
ofcourse nine
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