Four To Go In 1971 At 923 Meters

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Open Poetry #43

Four To Go In 1971 At 923 Meters

icebox
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since 2003-05-03

Posts 4383
in the shadows

0 posted 2008-07-19 11:48 AM

Night brings streams of dreams,
naught taught but learned
screams of braided thought,
blood trails and memories,
threaded paths of restless leaping
keeping sleeping turning
waking churning images,
of calmly crafted rage to order
delivered within morning's sun,
stunning reaching touch
to make a politician's point;
such clarity should fade with time.

©2008 by icebox
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Kaoru

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since 2003-06-07

Posts 3892
where the wild flowers grow

1 posted 2008-07-19 12:22 PM

"such clarity should fade with time."

...Mmhmm.

Margherita
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since 2003-02-08

Posts 22236
Eternity

2 posted 2008-07-19 12:26 PM

When tremendous events and psychological stress reach certain levels, the fading of the memory will be slow. Your words are so powerful, they convey such deep emotion, dear Charlie.

... and time then must have been recorded as endless ...

Love,
Margherita

Gaelynsgirl
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since 2008-07-18

Posts 175
Ont. Canada

3 posted 2008-07-19 12:46 PM

I do, I do, I do like this poem. It's written style so perfectly reflects the theme. An evidence of substantial craft is supported by a passionate point of view. I love the internal rhymes and the driving force created by the repetition of the -ings. So well done. Thanks for sharing it!

Honeybunch
Member Rara Avis

since 2001-12-29

Posts 7115
South Africa

4 posted 2008-07-19 01:06 PM

I always enjoy reading you, dear icebox, because you take me where I wouldn't normally go.

Helen

serenity blaze
Member Empyrean

since 2000-02-02

Posts 27738

5 posted 2008-07-19 05:15 PM

tsk...I even fear the fading...

Marchmadness
Member Rara Avis

since 2007-09-16

Posts 9271
So. El Monte, California

6 posted 2008-07-19 07:11 PM

You write with a passion and depth that few
will ever know, Mr. Ice. I learn something from each of your poems.
Ida

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