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RSWells
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since 2001-06-17

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0 posted 2001-07-25 01:22 PM

With gloaming starlit curtain day is drawn,
the cooling night relieves sunburnt distress,
merciless unforgiving sun near gone
and gentle dark encircles it's caress.

Anguish of this day surrenders evening,
again in tearful parting pain betrays,
I leave a gloomy globe to it's grieving,
so supple in a barren bed I lay.

I exchange the warlike world for this nook,
in drawing oaken door no sound is heard,
grow brave behind my bastion of books
whose ramparts are wide walls of wiser words.

This subtle substitute for your warm flesh,
as close a frightened being dare aspire,
so in the tales of authors I emesh
to heal a hopeful heart and heights inspire.

Once amidst the crowds I am contrary,
my patience for their selfishness grows thin,
tis best to dwell in fortressed library
then join the clamour of the unkind din.

There is nowhere that pain cannot follow,
as long as we breathe air it is built in,
try to fill the void of lonely's hollow
without impounding Love in a dungeon.

"One day" I sigh repeating "Oh one day"
a kindred soul espy my heart on sleeve
and wordlessly through eyes our passion sway
La danse romance whose music never leaves.

Cpat Hair

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since 2001-06-05

Posts 11793

1 posted 2001-07-25 01:38 PM

yes..again so very nicely done.. I enjoyed

Mysteria

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since 2001-03-07

Posts 18328
British Columbia, Canada

2 posted 2001-07-25 05:25 PM

Reminds me of, "One Day My Prince Will Come", and then again, it reminds me to bury my nose in book when blue, which I do...oh dear I tend to ramble when you make me think! This was terrific Richard, and can be taken a couple of ways as well, great job!

~ Give the heavens above more than just a passing glance ~And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance ~ I hope you dance. (Lee Ann Womack)

Janet Marie
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since 2000-01-22

Posts 18554

3 posted 2001-07-25 07:50 PM

With gloaming starlit curtain day is drawn,
the cooling night relieves sunburnt distress,
merciless unforgiving sun near gone
and gentle dark encircles it's caress.

Anguish of this day surrenders evening,
again in tearful parting pain betrays,
I leave a gloomy globe to it's grieving,
so supple in a barren bed I lay.
====================================
grow brave behind my bastion of books
whose ramparts are wide walls of wiser words.

This subtle substitute for your warm flesh,
as close a frightened being dare aspire,
so in the tales of authors I emesh
to heal a hopeful heart and heights inspire.
==============================
There is nowhere that pain cannot follow,
as long as we breathe air it is built in,
==============================
"One day" I sigh repeating "Oh one day"
a kindred soul espy my heart on sleeve
and wordlessly through eyes our passion sway
La danse romance whose music never leaves.
=============================

Oh Man...there is NOTHING about this poem I dont like...
what an awesome, melancholy write...
the imagery in that first verse alone is excellent,
the cadence and melodics rise off the page..
this was such a cool poem to read aloud..
talk about rhyme divine...
but the pure ache and emote of this is expressed so that Im feeling it..

"There is nowhere that pain cannot follow,
as long as we breathe air it is built in,

(like I said..feelin it)

and last but never least the theme of the poem takes the reader right into the world of books with you.
To escape to a place where we can immerse ourselves in distractions and get lost from the world, is indeed quiet comfort.
VERY well done Richard.

Hey...my french translation dictionary site is not working right...
wanna translate the title for curious lil ole me? LOL

RSWells
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since 2001-06-17

Posts 2533

4 posted 2001-07-25 10:43 PM

Thank you very much for commenting on this different poem. I appreciate the great support I'm recieving here and it nears overwhelming. In my rough high school French I like to think it means weaving words of affection through the eyes, I probably could have done better but didn't think of a title till I sneaked on a computer at work which had internet. More often when I'm supposed to be working I'm writing.

"Oh what a tangled web we weave when first we practice to decieve"

snowpants
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since 2000-09-16

Posts 2061
KS

5 posted 2001-07-27 07:46 PM

'With gloaming starlit curtain day is drawn,
the cooling night relieves sunburnt distress,
merciless unforgiving sun near gone
and gentle dark encircles it's caress.

Anguish of this day surrenders evening,
again in tearful parting pain betrays,
I leave a gloomy globe to it's grieving,
so supple in a barren bed I lay.'

I meant to reply to this the other day...this is outstanding...your writing is extremely impressive...thank you for sharing it with us...I truly enjoyed this!

sp

it was love that first drew me,
it is love that will keep me here...
now I see love burning brightly
when everything else is unclear...

Voiceless
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since 2001-02-19

Posts 686
Under the stars upon the wind

6 posted 2001-07-27 07:56 PM

Once again another beautiful
poem! I love this is so neat
and so true to the way love
is at times.
Nice!
(c'est super)

Freedom is not Free (Korean War memorial)

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