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Avalon |
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AncientHippie Member
since 2009-10-15
Posts 411Surfing the Cosmic Flow |
The carnage lies behind me now, the battle sounds have gone: the morning mist lifts to reveal the shores of Avalon. My broken soul and body pain, but I must stumble on to spend what time is left me on the isle of Avalon. We thought we could bring mighty change: our righteousness had shone, but now I only seek to rest upon sweet Avalon. Excalibur has turned to rust, ne'er more to be drawn: no conflict will ever touch the shores of Avalon. Fair Camelot is gone to ruin in this dark and cold new dawn, and I go now to seek my rest on gentle Avalon. "We are stardust: we are golden: and we've got to get ourselves back to the garden." --Joni Mitchell "Woodstock" |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
One of my favorite stories, is Avalon, which at times I believe was far too true, given that we only repeat our past. Well done, Sir. |
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Lamar Cole Member
since 2009-05-01
Posts 274 |
Good poem. |
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viking_metal Senior Member
since 2007-02-02
Posts 1337In a Jeep, Minnesota. |
Avalon sounds like a good place now. Thoroughly enjoyed. Especially the stanza about Excalibur. Paul |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
The story of Avalon is my favorite, I thoroughly enjoyed this. Ida |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Enjoyed this much, dear Jim. You gave King Arthur a beautiful voice. The sadness is felt so deeply and yet the magic continues ... Touching. Love, Margherita |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
Such a beautiful depiction of high hopes turned to hurt!! Excellent write! |
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GBride Senior Member
since 2009-07-02
Posts 538 |
Alas, fair Camolot the a deserted, lonely town. All the paint has faded and the wall are falling down. For it the singers chant a last lament. But what, the workers are laying new cement. For a condo with charging higher rent. |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
Hi Jim, I found this poem I wrote some time ago about Avalon that I think you might like. FOREVER AVALON Vivienne of the fairy folk wrapped in her scarlet cloak, surveys the glory of the dawn that breaks o'er fabled Avalon. As the jeweled splendor of the sun's first rays sweep the mystic night away, the outer world may yet behold this precious gift from the Gods of old. At Vivienne's command, the mists will shroud her magic land. Concealing the dream of Avalon from the dreary world that lies beyond. This holy druid isle set in the azure sea, forever held apart frpm the realm of pale reality. Ida Werrett |
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AncientHippie Member
since 2009-10-15
Posts 411Surfing the Cosmic Flow |
Thank you, Sunshine. Thanks, Lamar. Thank you, Marchmadness. I loved your Forever Avalon. Nicely done. Margherita: Magic continues forever. Thank you. Suthern: Thank you so much. GBride: Pave paradise, put up a parking lot! Namaste all, Jim "We are stardust: we are golden: and we've got to get ourselves back to the garden." --Joni Mitchell "Woodstock" |
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