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secondhanddreampoet
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since 2006-11-07

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a 'Universalist' !

0 posted 2012-04-08 11:57 AM

    Poetry and Regrets

I shall watch for her forever
with the last flaming rays
of every Spring sunset,
in the warmth of the
soft Summer twilight,
with the rise of each
mystic Autumn moon,
by the cold-inscrutable
Winter starlight,
Love is a butterfly
  taken wing ...
beyond these shattered dreams
and traceless, shadowed memories
in this eternal nether land
of  poetry and regrets.

          --- b. e. adams (4/8/2012)

JerryPat2
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since 2011-02-06

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South Louisiana

1 posted 2012-04-08 12:46 PM

I can sorta relate to this sad, plaintive bit of excellent verse, Bruce.

~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways. ~*~

Margherita
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since 2003-02-08

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Eternity

2 posted 2012-04-09 04:00 AM

Beautiful in its melancholy, dear Bruce.

Margherita

suthern

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since 1999-07-29

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Louisiana

3 posted 2012-04-10 09:06 AM

This is such a beautiful testament to how love lingers in our hearts long after it's walked out the door.

Ron63
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since 2012-03-18

Posts 49
Suffolk, Eng, UK

4 posted 2012-04-10 03:18 PM

A beautiful poem with wonderful, nicely flowing words.

OwlSA
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since 2005-11-07

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Durban, South Africa

5 posted 2012-04-11 02:55 AM

Beautiful, but very sad, Bruce.

Owl

Marchmadness
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since 2007-09-16

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So. El Monte, California

6 posted 2012-04-11 04:22 AM

Sadness often brings about the most beautiful poetry of all.
Ida

Klassy Lassy
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since 2005-06-28

Posts 2187
Oregon

7 posted 2012-04-12 01:12 AM

All the seasons of life are painted here in poetry of motion and time, but still waiting for one to complete the dream. Loneliness. This poem speaks quietly and wells deeply.

Sunshine

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Listening to every heart

8 posted 2012-04-12 06:50 AM

I would like to agree,
but am more inclined as I continue
to read and gather in the words
of poetry and poets,
that there cannot be regret
for what had to escape
from within...

for it was all shared,
and someone took heed
listened, and took away a gift
at one time or another, and
that is the true gift of a poet
to the world...

so no, love is in sharing
and you do it so well, Bruce.

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