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icebox
Member Elite

since 2003-05-03

Posts 4383
in the shadows

0 posted 2009-07-18 08:15 PM

Don't tell me your dreams now,
don't ask me to share how
I see through darkness
to seas that drown your soul;
I am old and burning lifelines,
I've been yearning foolishly
to return
to the hearth I knew grown cold,
no memories belong there
no oaths to foreswear,
the old pile's just empty rooms
with galling iron on the doors;
don't ask if you don't know,
don't sing when the winds blow,
dust scars in my eyes show
it never was gentility
to bring children
to a time that buried hope;
embracing heresy
shunning destiny
I turned the key in memories
turned my back and I went free
from bloody rope and the hanging tree
but locks are made for honesty
to teach the world what isn't free;
tracks fading in the sand.

©2009 by icebox
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Marchmadness
Member Rara Avis

since 2007-09-16

Posts 9271
So. El Monte, California

1 posted 2009-07-19 02:03 AM

This has given me much to think about as your poems always do, Mr. Ice.
Ida

Margherita
Member Seraphic

since 2003-02-08

Posts 22236
Eternity

2 posted 2009-07-19 06:57 AM

I've been yearning foolishly
to return
to the hearth I knew grown cold,
no memories belong there
no oaths to foreswear,
the old pile's just empty rooms
with galling iron on the doors;
don't ask if you don't know,
don't sing when the winds blow,
dust scars in my eyes show
it never was gentility
to bring children
to a time that buried hope;

Your poetic power is reaching out and touches me with deep emotions.

In times that bury hope, children represent hope themselves, I believe.

Love,
Margherita

Earth Angel
Member Empyrean

since 2002-08-27

Posts 40215
Realms of Light

3 posted 2009-07-19 10:54 AM

Good morning, dear Box of Ice!
Sleep well?

"I see through darkness"
~ So it would appear! ~ and quite well at that! Wow!

"I am old and burning lifelines"
~ Great line! Hmm, I never thought of it that way ~ but now that I think about it...

"I turned the key in memories
turned my back and I went free"
~ Now if only we all could do that!

The entire poem is noteworthy!

EA

BluesSerenade
Member Patricius

since 2001-10-23

Posts 10549
By the Seaside

4 posted 2009-07-23 08:32 PM

This is dark with shades of blue and gray~
But I enjoyed your thoughts very much.
The last couple lines made for a perfect ending.
You don't ever mix your words, and their starkness is stunning.

Midnitesun

Member Empyrean

since 2001-05-18

Posts 28647
Gaia

5 posted 2009-07-23 09:18 PM

"locks are made for honesty
to teach the world what isn't free;
tracks fading in the sand"

Oh, this captured my mind tonight, dear C.
Profound words as always from your pen.

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