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Mike
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0 posted 2000-01-21 04:45 PM


Faded roses, broken vase,
Children crying, tear stained face,
Twenty-two, is it too late?
Ever will this pain abate?

All I wanted, love inside,
Love that was, has long since died,
Winter's breath chills to the bone,
Ever will I be alone?

Once was young, but now grown up,
Sitting here with empty cup,
Haven't smiled since I know when,
Ever will I laugh again?

Cries for help that no one hears,
As I drown in one's own fears,
Sink no longer, ship's aground,
Ever will my life be found?

Shuttered windows, locked front door,
Children play on unswept floor,
In my head, the silence screams,
Evermore the broken dreams?

Faded roses, hate this place,
Forevermore, a broken vase.

[This message has been edited by Mike (edited 01-21-2000).]

© Copyright 2000 Mike - All Rights Reserved
Echo Rhayne
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1 posted 2000-01-21 04:47 PM


Mike, I wish I had the answers to your questions, but alas I do not.  Very beautiful poem though, heartbreaking, touching, deep, wonderful!!

 ~*~ ^i^ ~*~ Love is such a lonely art, and death is but a taste. Minds are merely instruments that often go to waste! ~*~ ^i^ ~*~



Denise
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2 posted 2000-01-21 04:51 PM


A sad lot for so many, I'm sure. I guess change only comes when you are ready to take the steps necessary. Well done, Mike!

Denise

Corinne
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3 posted 2000-01-21 05:01 PM


With desire like that, fear not, Mike!

Nice poem!

Corinne

Martie
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4 posted 2000-01-21 05:07 PM


Faded roses, broken vase
youth is still
on tear-stained face
children laugh on unswept floor
flowers growing
out the door

Opening on garden's space
a bud of red
has made a place
and on the counter is a glass
that could contain
this rose that lasts

Faded roses, broken vase
I'm not alone
my children grace
each and every moment dear
with sounds of love
throughout the year

Faded roses, such a waste
forevermore is not this place.

Sorry about this long verse that you inspired in me--Your poem made me so sad and I know that the fix isn't as easy as that.  You are versatile.

Mike
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5 posted 2000-01-21 05:52 PM


Thank you all for the comments.  I sentenced a young mother of three for cocaine possession today. She pretty much had hitten rock bottom.  At twenty-two, she doesn't have much of life facing her unless she makes some major changes.  Hopefully she will, if not for her sake, her childrens.
Marge Tindal
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6 posted 2000-01-21 09:11 PM


Mike-
This is symbolically sad.
Truth be known ...
vision the children
when they are grown.

~Faded Rose
blooms no more
Try as I might
I can't recall
a time
her memory doesn't
steal my night

~Faded Rose
life is gone
no more will you
be coming home
Saddened petals
prickly thorn
from the vase
now is torn

~Faded Rose
merely a shade
of what my mother
used to be
don't send
flowers
to remind me
she's faded from
my memory
~Faded Rose



 ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~
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vandana
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7 posted 2000-01-21 09:18 PM


I like your poem very much,Mike.
Sunshine
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8 posted 2000-01-21 10:14 PM


Mike, your response gave me much insight into what you do.  I will continue to watch for more postings from you.

And I will go back and find the ones you've already composed...

Thanks.

 Sunshine
Look, then, into thine heart, and write ~~~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow



Alwye
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9 posted 2000-01-21 11:28 PM


So sad Mike...so very sad..exellently done.

 *Krista Knutson*

~*Like a lion, without fear of the howling pack,
Like a gust of wind, ne'er trapped in a snare,
Like a lotus blossom, ne'er sprinkled by water,
Let me, like a unicorn, in solitude roam.*~ Hymn Of Buddha


Munda
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10 posted 2000-01-22 08:59 AM


This is so sad Mike and somehow it are always the children suffering. Loved the way you put it into words.
hoot_owl_rn
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11 posted 2000-01-22 09:15 AM


Mike...this was very sad and touching. I can't imagine the things you see everyday and I don't envy you that at all
Mike
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12 posted 2000-01-22 12:09 PM


Thank you all so much for the comments.  Especially Marge and Martie for the wonderful poetic responses.
Angel4aKing
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13 posted 2014-04-25 10:12 AM


Now this one gave me chills....awesome ... jus stopped by while working on compiling some of my own for a book....glad I found this !!!
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