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I Dream |
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Walter Poe Senior Member
since 1999-10-13
Posts 787 |
I lose It is my lot I never win Born to be last Perhaps i will grasp a win before i pass into second behind heavon and its cold doors Born to burn out like the match Doused in water in draught I fail it is my lot I lose friends Lovers the lot Laugh I am a joke Feeble in more ways than it seems less than any dream anywhere drowning stream death it rules arethetic, archetype lost off the end end of it all claim me Poor fate I am your toy Played with Discarded once again on the trashheap under green lid where the failure hid guttered in a manner fitting the dethroned once again I am alone with my mind death within and without my soul freezes in doubt all at once the pain climbs taking the heart taking the mind I am left less than by myself less than alone merely dread a gutter as a home Oh Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling From glen to glen, and down the mountain side The summer's gone, and all the roses falling 'Tis |
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littleC Junior Member
since 2000-07-29
Posts 21 |
Well written! Sad, but, I think I can identify with the feelings you portrayed in your poem. littlC |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
Walter, You are a spark of light sacred in divinity all that you need you have, in complete. a star in the night, the promise of seed-- for so it is written-- it has been decreed. Excuse me, for the little ramble there, Walter...but you must humor me, it is my day to be Goddess! so mote it be...with smiles. |
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Kit McCallum
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Member Laureate
since 2000-04-30
Posts 14774Ontario, Canada |
Powerful writing Walter ... really a wonderful read, it just flowed beautifully!  Best wishes, /Kit |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
your sad words pull at my heart sweet poet listen to my sweet serenity...a goddess she is... a wise poet as well ... remember what you teach me... believe in the words..then believe in your self. jm There are places inside our souls - that have never been touched. There are places inside our hearts - that need to be loved this much. ~jm~ |
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rosepetals25
since 2000-05-31
Posts 3076PA |
Walter, I have felt this way more times than I can count. I am beginning to realize that I am the only way that feels this way about myself. Don't be so hard on yourself.. you have have a wonderful talent. rosepetals25 |
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MMoonchild Senior Member
since 2000-07-13
Posts 1715PA |
Walter..I have a friend..one that I love dearly but only as a friend now and these are the words he constantly says to me...says I torture him ..just being me...and sometimes what you see is not what is really said or happening...and if only those can accept the love a friend..that is sometimes worth so much more than even that of a lover...that a friend's love can remain forever if allowed to flourish... anyway I am maybe misinterpreting your situation..but I wish all friends and lovers could remain friends after "all" ~~softly Maureen |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
Walt dream of better things and believe these dreams and will become real. I know it is hard, yes happiness is hard but you deserve it my friend. Take care. a well written piece. "I am melancholy, flower cutting through stone" manic street preachers |
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