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Grand Canyon
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla 
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Grand Canyon I looked into time, trace and space …into grand canyons place and face. Into the mist of evermore…into awes forevermore Into the seared of times earth pale…above a beard of fallen shale. Places with names I will not say…for they will only fade away. Above a fragile green they stand…stark red stones, magnificent, grand. But grand is not the word to use…for they are beaten and abused. Weeping mountains, broken, insane…dried in the sun, melting in pain. With nothing to stop or hinder…fallen boulders turning cinders I’ve never seen times face so clear…or dinned in it’s shadow so near. Or felt so lost and full of awe…by cost pursuant evermore. But it will stand longer then I…for I am but sand on the fly. Eluviums to eons pass…by millenniums of harass. Standing in the wind and the snow…I looked at canyons far below. Green speckled base trying to climb…shambles of waste and changing time Erosion of a previews store…exploding in a view of awe All the color, shell and the dwell…canyons reaching well into hell The wind swept bold, the air bit cold…the snow crept into every fold. It searched the core of every hole…right through the door of my soul. I could not fathom my feelings…this grandeurs ravenous leavings. These sight in the wink of an eye…these inklings, momentary sigh. A billion years of wind and rain…this modillion of canyons reign. Only the features rhyme strain…making a show of time-sculptured pain. And humbly I sat on the rim…like a gnat with a humbled whim. A look into time, place on place…into Grand Canyon face to face. What can one say this Ap.pi.an-way…but to wish humanity equal stay? |
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Lady In White
since 2001-02-12
Posts 2799USA |
What a wondrous visit you've made to those things that were here before us, and will cast shadows long after we leave... a beautiful write. Welcome home! |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
 ME *WINKIE WINKIE* is back!!! AHHHH now me is happy!! and me will be back to read this gift of rhyme divine when I have more time  MISSED YOU STINKY  Did you make it to the Milky Way, |
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INclan Senior Member
since 1999-07-20
Posts 1024Indiana, USA |
Thank you for the read. I really enjoyed this. |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
Okay, okay... so this was worth waiting for. *G* I've still missed you bunches. *S* Welcome back, sweet Sy... your muse was obviously pleased and inspired by your vacation... this is a beauty! |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
ahh. . . I can see it right before me Sy. . . great job. . . and a great write. . . ----------------------------------------------------------- To the world, you may only be one person. But to one person, you may be the world. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
I looked into time, trace and space …into grand canyons place and face. ==================== Into the seared of times earth pale…above a beard of fallen shale. Places with names I will not say…for they will only fade away. ======================= But grand is not the word to use…for they are beaten and abused. Weeping mountains, broken, insane…dried in the sun, melting in pain. With nothing to stop or hinder…fallen boulders turning cinders I’ve never seen times face so clear…or dinned in it’s shadow so near. =================== But it will stand longer then I…for I am but sand on the fly. Eluviums to eons pass…by millenniums of harass. =================== Erosion of a previews store…exploding in a view of awe All the color, shell and the dwell…canyons reaching well into hell The wind swept bold, the air bit cold…the snow crept into every fold. It searched the core of every hole…right through the door of my soul. I could not fathom my feelings…this grandeurs ravenous leavings. These sight in the wink of an eye…these inklings, momentary sigh. A billion years of wind and rain…this modillion of canyons reign. Only the features rhyme strain…making a show of time-sculptured pain. And humbly I sat on the rim…like a gnat with a humbled whim. A look into time, place on place…into Grand Canyon face to face. What can one say this Ap.pi.an-way…but to wish humanity equal stay? ================================== once again I live vicariously thru you.. and see the world thru your eyes of wisdom and way cool view. There are so many outstanding lines here, all I can do is shake my head in awe of you being in awe of the view. Sy...the imagery and detail in this is amazing and you know I am flying around the room at the same line rhyme and the (...) format... but the TRUE gift of this is the intensity of the awe emoted...and most of all the wisdom and respect that you define with your poetic phrases... you didnt just see the Canyon... you felt its evolution... you didnt just look across it.. you witnessed its core and place in infinity and in all its impressive looming majesty, you also saw its frailty and then your own.. mankinds own... THIS is what I mean when I say the view thru your eyes... is like flying with butterflies *winkiewinkie* I learn so much from you... and I thank you for that...always. love ya Sy-babes  me tis never easy being a moth, |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
When you respond after Janet Marie, you've nothing left to say but "ditto" which is a word I hate. But I agree with all her remarks. I felt as though it was I sitting on the edge of the canyon. Very well done, master poet Exquisite, I would say Liz |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Lady, Thank you with *L*. INclad, It's my pleasure thank you. Suthern, Hi sweet heart,I missed you too and I'm glad to be back. Thank you for the *G* My *L* Sy Sven, Thank you for the great job. JM, Dear Tinker Bell, You are a butterfly in my eyes that buzzes my heart with sweet bonbon's of word, phrase and praise. You lift me to the stars on a stairway of confection and affection. Randy sends his love and mine is ever an open door to you. Stinky Elizabeth, Thank you for your beautiful response, more so now then ever before. Love Sy |
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Sudhir Iyer Member Ascendant
since 2000-04-26
Posts 6943Mumbai, India : now in Belgium |
Seymour, my friend, this is such a beauty... Thanks for the pleasure, you give me, of reading your wondrous words. Regards, Sudhir |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Sudhir, So nice to hear from you again and thank you for the wonderful comment. |
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Watersign6 Senior Member
since 2001-05-25
Posts 823Hurricane,WV |
i am on a quest to read an reply to every poets poem in passions,this one is marvelous  |
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