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Magnus
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0 posted 2007-09-28 08:09 PM



Was not once the hourglass filled, in wait the sift of restless souls.
Standing still amongst the barren willows that once danced the
shimmering water’s edge.

Yes, once upon a hurried though hesitant millennia, dark chilling eyes
scoured the distance for a wayward stranger, one never once
afraid of the dark, for night was his day...and slumber
was his calling. And, often the whispers fell softly on worn
weathered ears...bringing forth a soft smile as the winter
of life escaped into the frosted eve.

For, though he oft walked silently upon the graveled drive of
yesterday’s place of rest, he stood, listening intently, far into
the darkened stillness of death’s soup, blending ever
easily into the wandering mists of evermore....

© Copyright 2007 Barry J. Tackett - All Rights Reserved
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1 posted 2007-09-28 08:12 PM


very well done!

loved it

ARCTIC WIND

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2 posted 2007-09-28 08:56 PM


Interesting ‘write’!

I am especially fond of imagery such as:

“barren willows…once danced the
shimmering water’s edge”;

“the winter
of life escaped into the frosted eve”;

“blending ever
easily into the wandering mists of evermore”

Applause!

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3 posted 2007-09-28 11:00 PM


Nice imagery, Barry. It feels as if it's the beginning chapter of a very interesting tale.
ThisDiamond
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4 posted 2007-09-29 08:24 AM


..."Yes, once upon a hurried though hesitant millennia, dark chilling eyes
scoured the distance for a wayward stranger, one never once
afraid of the dark, for night was his day...and slumber
was his calling"...

What a striking passage.

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5 posted 2007-09-29 11:10 PM




and I particularly like this line

"Was not once the hourglass filled, in wait the sift of restless souls."

very intriguing work Barry


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6 posted 2007-09-29 11:34 PM


"Was not once the hourglass filled, in wait the sift of restless souls.
Standing still amongst the barren willows that once danced the
shimmering water’s edge."

Great read.
This verse is excellent.

JL


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7 posted 2007-09-30 10:43 AM


AGAIN

lovely poem

ARCTIC WIND

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8 posted 2007-09-30 10:53 AM


Thanx much.....Artic Wind and others who have
enjoyed this....

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9 posted 2007-09-30 02:51 PM


you build everyday life into the sublime
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