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pegasus111
Member Elite

since 2000-07-27

Posts 2219
ocala, fl, usa

0 posted 2003-03-05 11:36 PM

My child, look not upon this weathered face
nor these lines now deeply etched by time
with eyes that look away in mild disgust
from the death of that once fair and smooth
now but a fleeting glimpse of prouder days
once full of pride and youthful arrogance

Look closer and yet closer still my child
for there is much more to see than scars
that offend the casual and impatient eye
for each deep crease a hard lesson holds
learned not easily in times of bitter strife
upon the field of lifes’ indifferent stage

Beyond this worn and tired mask my child
lie precious secrets that are there to share
with those that pause and look beyond the flesh
for wisdom earned not cheaply to be sure
in long battles now but distant memories
but burned by time into the deepest soul

Of these things they speak to you dear one
the lines cry out to you for true audience
you but need to listen for a little while
to history unfold before your roving eyes
but the moment fades I see that you will go
more is the pity then for the teacher and the child.

the woods are lovely, dark, and deep, but I have promises to keep, and many miles to go before I sleep...Frost

Joyce Johnson

Member Rara Avis

since 2001-03-10

Posts 9912
Washington State

1 posted 2003-03-06 02:22 AM

Sad and lovely at the same time and so well done. I've missed you here. You should post this one for the book. Joyce

Nightshade

Member Patricius

since 2001-08-31

Posts 13962
just out of reach

2 posted 2003-03-06 09:54 AM

I agree with Joyce, this is one for the book! Enjoyed. Chris

"Hope" is the thing with feathers-
that perches in the soul....

-Emily Dickinson

Marge Tindal

Member Empyrean

since 1999-11-06

Posts 42384
Florida's Foreverly Shores

3 posted 2003-03-06 01:38 PM

Pegasus~
Simply graced with beauty~
*Huglets*
~*Marge*~

~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~
noles1@totcon.com

Lighthousebob
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since 2000-06-14

Posts 4725
California

4 posted 2003-03-06 03:04 PM

So true, it seems to me, that the fast paced day in which we live today has no time for receiving what is their heritage and what once was our culture. I enjoyed reading your poem very much and thank you for sharing.

-Bob

Trillium

Member Patricius

since 2001-03-09

Posts 12098
Idaho, USA

5 posted 2003-03-06 03:34 PM

pegasus: This aptly named "The Sage". It speaks of untold wisdom and patience! So well done!

Betty Lou Hebert

pegasus111
Member Elite

since 2000-07-27

Posts 2219
ocala, fl, usa

6 posted 2003-03-06 03:44 PM

thank you my friends for your kind comments. I'm afraid I'm lost here. What book are you talking about?

the woods are lovely, dark, and deep, but I have promises to keep, and many miles to go before I sleep...Frost

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