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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California 
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In tangled tears from sleepy skies A warm Spring rain of silence cries. Ineptitude, the blinding curse That leads the mind and soul in verse. With simple logic tossed aside, The only sense to sense is pride: The only dream worth dream a farce Of feelings feigned, of hopes grown sparse. Where vacant eyes yet bleed by dawn Of sovereign penance reached upon A fallacy of forespent gloom That still reeks of impending doom. The breath of life, in swollen lung, - A stale taste of sorrows wrung. - A wheeze, a tease from doctrines past That nothing good in life will last. - An albatross hung ‘bout the neck Of soul in sail, a twisted wreck. - Upon the porch, the daunting stare Of evil once, nevermore, there. - A walk with Beauty - sweet, sublime - That ever holds the hands of Time, If for a fleeting moment, still; Then slowly ebbs away at will ... ...As all falls calm amid the stir Of peaceful song in sweet Grandeur. ...As all now heed the living word Of one, when living, thought absurd. ...Of one now dead and laid to rest But by all means and manners blessed: Far greater ‘neath this cairn of stone Than faced with one more day alone! Michael Anderson < !signature--> Yet if Hope has flown away In a night, or in a day, In a vision, or in none, Is it therefore the less gone? All that we see or seem Is but a dream within a dream. EAP [This message has been edited by Michael (edited 08-03-2000).] |
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Paula Finn Member Ascendant
since 2000-06-17
Posts 5546missouri |
words desert me... never say never |
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Jeffrey Carter
since 2000-04-08
Posts 2367State of constant confusion! |
Michael, Glad to see your name on the bb again.....what do I think of this poem you ask? Well, I think this is Michael Anderson at his best.......I love all your work though  The best and most beaytiful things in the world cannot be seen or touched...but are felt in the heart (Helen Keller) |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
oh how Ive missed your rhyme... this is pure POE-tic M, Where vacant eyes yet bleed by dawn Of sovereign penance reached upon A fallacy of forespent gloom That still reeks of impending doom. The breath of life, in swollen lung, - A stale taste of sorrows wrung. - A wheeze, a tease from doctrines past That nothing good in life will last. - An albatross hung ‘bout the neck Of soul in sail, a twisted wreck. - Upon the porch, the daunting stare Of evil once, nevermore, there. - A walk with Beauty - sweet, sublime - That ever holds the hands of Time, If for a fleeting moment, still; Then slowly ebbs away at will ... ...As all falls calm amid the stir Of peaceful song in sweet Grandeur. ...As all now heed the living word Of one, when living, thought absurd. ...Of one now dead and laid to rest But by all means and manners blessed: Far greater ‘neath this cairn of stone Than faced with one more day alone! ========================= no one can touch your work when you write like this... and you ALWAYS write like this... in awe of you always 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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poutprincess Senior Member
since 2000-07-06
Posts 735Perth, Western Australia, Australia |
im left breathless...you are amazing..i cant even begin to explain my thoughts on this! beautiful! |
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tracie66 Member Elite
since 2000-01-18
Posts 4713Australia |
Lovely work Michael You are such an excellent poet Tracie~ Love is the life of the soul... It is the harmony of the universe |
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Sudhir Iyer Member Ascendant
since 2000-04-26
Posts 6943Mumbai, India : now in Belgium |
Michael... This reader is left so affected by your works... that words always fail to come out properly to appreciate the beauty of them... this one is no different... regards, sudhir |
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Poet deVine
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
For some reason, this hits me right in the chest...one of your best (could we ever pick only one,no!)...but one of your best. I love it. Nice to read you.  |
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Kit McCallum
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Member Laureate
since 2000-04-30
Posts 14774Ontario, Canada |
"The only dream worth dream a farce Of feelings feigned, of hopes grown sparse." Oh Michael ... sigh ... it is so good to see your words flow across this screen again. The depth of your sentiments reaches through to the very core of my mind, and pulls me in every time. Stunning words penned with such mastery ... beautiful Michael! Best wishes, /Kit |
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Corinne Member Ascendant
since 1999-10-28
Posts 5167state of confusion |
Last two lines are killer - loneliness can really mess with our heads and make us think in the wee hours of the morning that we are better off dead. Corinne |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
Incredible Michael!!! You have been missed. |
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Nan
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
You say so much - and so adeptly - between your lines, my friend... I continue to pray that all is well with you...  |
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Christopher
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-02
Posts 8296Purgatorial Incarceration |
Where vacant eyes yet bleed by dawn AWESOME m'brother!!! (stop hiding from me, capice?)  |
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CocoBaci Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 3043 |
I browse about and what did I find... Another treasure of Michael's I read tonite... Coco |
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