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Beside Still Stones
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Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
I could touch the stones, If I wanted to, Feel the polished cool On fingertips Then touching my lips Taste the death they represent; Mixing with the pollution of a dying society. But perhaps I'm too cruel, Too cynical, too harsh in judgment; Or just another self-righteous fool. Have I seen too many last breaths, An over amount of suffering, An extra added bloody death; And I seldom watch TV. It must be me. Who else walks these stones, Sees their cracks and chips Marking decaying bones Without a prayer on my lips Just wandering, Just wondering, If I might talk to their shade About the afterlife they see Or don't; And will it be there for me, Or won't. Will it be like Social Security, Used up before me, Will the dead fill eternity Making no room Leaving me stranded in my gloom. Will I pass without a stone No cairn, no tomb, All alone. Gloom |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
Mixing with the pollution of a dying society. But perhaps I'm too cruel, Too cynical, too harsh in judgment; Or just another self-righteous fool. Have I seen too many last breaths, An over amount of suffering, An extra added bloody death; And I seldom watch TV. It must be me. this was precious... think back my friend, we heard our parents say the same things, and we then, shook our heads, thinking to ourselves...OHHHH Brother! yes indeedy, I do feel the same way, but then think, hmmmmm, I must not be looking for enough good.... our children, upon reaching our age, will say the same words... It is a precious heart that cares who wrote these words... the imagry and composition, is as always, excellent...good to see you and thank you for sharing.... Hugs Lee J. |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Professor We walk a similiar path perhaps we will meet. Enjoyed the read. |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Gloom Your title drew me into this poem, and I wasn't disappointed.  |
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froggy Senior Member
since 2003-06-23
Posts 1893Michigan |
Enjoyed the fine read. |
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Ratleader
since 2003-01-23
Posts 7026Visiting Earth on a Guest Pass |
Haunting....this one makes me shiver. You are a master at what you do -- something that should lift your gloom....that is, unless it would spoil the poetry! ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸ ¸¸ºº> ~~~(¸¸ER¸¸ºº> |
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miscellanea Member Elite
since 2004-06-24
Posts 4060OH |
Yep, a master at what you do. So much meaning framed in perfect rhythm, sound, thought, word. One can not help being led into thought or reflection when reading your poem. Stirring write, my friend. Stirring. miscellanea |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
"Who else walks these stones, Sees their cracks and chips Marking decaying bones Without a prayer on my lips" one who is a mere stone's throw away walks this pathway every day then looks for a way to jump over the cracks |
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