Winds of Anger...Waves of Deceit

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Magnus

Member Laureate

since 2001-10-10

Posts 14135
South Carolina, USA

0 posted 2002-08-25 06:59 PM

I would tell you that love is consumed
by fires of jealousy and mists of self doubt.
By rains of selfishness and anger’s wind
upon rivers of  fear, ocean’s waves of deceit.

From mountains of memories where pain
flowed as a glacier strong,  slowly creeping.
In caverns of forgotten beauty once seen
thru canyons of echoed thoughts not heard

Love is a mystery that living does mold
into a sculpted goddess or Gargoyle face
Whispered thoughts that come and go.
Streams of tender rains that gentle eyes feel.

Life with love is as bountiful as the wheat
where winds blow the stems of our trials
and storms bring to tribulations peaked
as flashes of sins once burst through clouds.

Feed me the seeds of love that nourish
And bring to the emptiness the feel
of fullness and content,  without pangs
of need to wander through love’s garden

in search of exotic fruits to taste…
soft cloth to feel…

And music once heard,
not remembered…
now forgotten…

[This message has been edited by Magnus (08-25-2002 07:07 PM).]

Martie

Moderator

Member Empyrean

since 1999-09-21

Posts 28049
California

1 posted 2002-08-25 07:15 PM

Barry

Love can hurt and heal, can bless and kill..and still we search to find, love that is real.

Beautifully done, sad and true...a hug for you.

CSKpoet
Senior Member

since 2002-07-12

Posts 845
Island in Paradise

2 posted 2002-08-25 07:25 PM

While well penned, this is a really sad and bittersweet read...
I too send hugs and best wishes, Cher

Poetry is:
Passion, imagination and intellect running together.

Aloha with warmest regards, Cheryl Stewart Koomoa

Nightshade

Member Patricius

since 2001-08-31

Posts 13962
just out of reach

3 posted 2002-08-25 07:26 PM

Feed me the seeds of love that nourish
And bring to the emptiness the feel
of fullness and content, without pangs
of need to wander through love’s garden

Magnus - Excellent write sir. Chris

Life is not measured by breaths you take, but by moments that take your breath away.

Madame Chipmunk
Member Rara Avis

since 2001-12-05

Posts 8296
Michigan

4 posted 2002-08-25 07:32 PM

Love is a mystery that living does mold
into a sculpted goddess or Gargoyle face
Whispered thoughts that come and go.
Streams of tender rains that gentle eyes feel.

Beautiful metaphors, Barry...
a lovely poem.

~ loving hugs

Lyra

copyright2002 Lyra Nesius

"poetry is life distilled" Gwendolyn Brooks

WhiteRose
Member Elite

since 2002-07-23

Posts 3208
somebody's dungeon

5 posted 2002-08-25 07:34 PM

Wow, this was great! You could feel the intensity of the words. You did an excellent job in the writing of this.

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