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November Reckoning
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November Reckoning |
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secondhanddreampoet Member Ascendant
since 2006-11-07
Posts 6394a 'Universalist' ! 
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November Reckoning Mid lengthening shadows of twilight indifference, and the soft, pale thunder of scattering stars, (that bow to a solemn moon’s grand sense of gravity) a wintry wind blows my empty words of impatient sorrow down the dark and dirty streets… hollow words like a wire that stretch and bind the circumference of a ‘wasted’ life, lost in the gale-torn declivities of Time, on the farthest edge of this ever-darkling world, where I have squandered both chance and promise in fine intent, that has simply made … no ‘difference!’ |
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Artic Wind Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 8080Realm of Supernatural |
enjoyed ARCTIC WIND |
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A Romantic Heart Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-03
Posts 5496Forever In Your Heart |
 enjoyed your poem! You know you're in love, when you can't fall asleep,because reality is finally better than your dream~Dr.Seuss |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
"A great poet is the most precious jewel of a nation." Beethoven [This message has been edited by Marchmadness (11-18-2007 10:30 PM).] |
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lucky Senior Member
since 2000-01-17
Posts 1601Idaho |
Again... I like the ending. dale |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
"the soft, pale thunder of scattering stars, (that bow to a solemn moon’s grand sense of gravity)" Now that...is one weighty moon, to cause stars to bow!!! Feel like you're carrying it or lifting it up some days? maybe Atlas-like? |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
"a wintry wind blows my empty words of impatient sorrow down the dark and dirty streets… hollow words like a wire that stretch and bind the circumference of a ‘wasted’ life," ~ I feel the "wintry wind" blowing, but your words are never "hollow". You are a superb poet, Bruce! Giving you an extra big hug to warm you up during the cold November winds. EA |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Oh! Bruce this poem touched something that made me feel like crying. where I have squandered both chance and promise in fine intent, that has simply made … no ‘difference!’ I feel this in my own heart.  |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
a wintry wind blows my empty words of impatient sorrow down the dark and dirty streets… hollow words like a wire that stretch and bind the circumference of a ‘wasted’ life, Bruce,I know, that you know that I feel this way often~~ but we both know our time has not been wasted and there has to be something more waiting for us here on earth to share. Some days the sadness overtakes me, mostly when I think of my sister and my dad and how I miss them at the most unusual times. M |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Those most solomn moments, as the darkness lengthens...still remain inept to the beacon sent to shine on our best intentions. The positive current remains, even in the dark and chilly of November. Happy Holiday to you Bruce.  |
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ArtSolstice Member
since 2007-03-18
Posts 498 |
The intensity of this write draws me back to read again and again. Impossible to choose one from among the many fine images to say which are especially resonant. |
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