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Michael

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Member Rara Avis

since 1999-08-13

Posts 7666
California

0 posted 2012-09-12 05:35 PM

Oblivion

...So staring straight into the sun,
Having been judged unto oblivion;
I dare not speak of the love I hold
Before those eyes, contrivingly cold.

And if I've a thing besides regret,
It's just something I've yet to forget.
But Time will answer me that call –
A shadow lurking down the hall...

As I lay near the sepulcher
Each riven night to be near her,
A cloudy mist drifting on by...
I wake each morning with a sigh.

And with each sigh a price a is paid –
The charnel house finally obeyed,
Where bone and ash sifted to earth
Uphold the curse of pointless birth...

While cobwebs form between my fingers,
As the undaunted moment lingers...
A vaunted memory I can't quite recall,
Having never seen the hammer fall.

But the Bridge of Sighs now behind,
With absolutely nothing to remind
Me of lessons I never could learn,
Stand I, passively, watching it burn...

Singing a song, slightly off-key,
Of love yet overlooking me –
Of dreams that never come to waking,
And the dreamer's they're forsaking...

Till distress has me near to tears,
And I can't help recount the years
Spent chasing that accounted need –
Then, not content with it, watching soul bleed...

Never noticing the love abounding
In the places – the people surrounding
Me, as shadow eclipsed my heart,
And misery became an art....

Sitting idly, longing to die,
While even more years slipped on by;
Clinging to obvious discontent
In the fading gleam of dream forwent.

Michael Anderson

9/07/12

Death's but a path that must be trod,
If man would ever pass to God.

Thomas Parnell

JerryPat2
Member Laureate

since 2011-02-06

Posts 16975
South Louisiana

1 posted 2012-09-12 05:44 PM

Ah, Michael, this line . . . is a magnificent one . . .

quote:
And misery became an art....

The resounding theme is love is never to be, and an unwillingness to think happy because of the unhappiness which has gone on before, yea, even as we speak. Powerful poetry, buddy.

~*~ If they give you ruled paper write sideways. ~*~

Marchmadness
Member Rara Avis

since 2007-09-16

Posts 9271
So. El Monte, California

2 posted 2012-09-12 05:50 PM

Raw and honest write, Michael. What good poets do.
Ida

JL
Member Ascendant

since 2004-04-01

Posts 6128
Texas, USA

3 posted 2012-09-12 06:38 PM

"And with each sigh a price a is paid –
The charnel house finally obeyed,
Where bone and ash sifted to earth
Uphold the curse of pointless birth..."

Maybe your thoughts of you making your way
through life, or mulling your past could
be subject to Oblivion, but not your poetry,
young man...  You teach with most of your
poetry, and all of it seems to be a work of art.

Somehow you can convince any reader,
that he, or she, knows you through a sort
of continuity of emotion that you so well
convey.

Very nice write, my friend.

JL

Love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul,and with all your mind. Love your neighbor as yourself.
Maranatha!

Lori Grosser Rhoden
Member Patricius

since 2009-10-10

Posts 10202
Fair to middlin' of nowhere

4 posted 2012-09-13 01:25 PM

I can't help but look into the abyss everytime I read you. You have painted it so well it is like a post card from an emotion I have visited before. Painfully on point.

Lori

suthern

Member Seraphic

since 1999-07-29

Posts 20723
Louisiana

5 posted 2012-09-13 02:40 PM

Singing a song, slightly off-key,
Of love yet overlooking me –
Of dreams that never come to waking,
And the dreamer's they're forsaking...

Till distress has me near to tears,
And I can't help recount the years
Spent chasing that accounted need –
Then, not content with it, watching soul bleed...

Never noticing the love abounding
In the places – the people surrounding
Me, as shadow eclipsed my heart,
And misery became an art....

I don't just read your poems... I experience them... and some of them linger in heart and mind long after the reading is done... this is one.

Startime1955
Senior Member

since 2012-04-22

Posts 1072
Alberta, Canada

6 posted 2012-09-14 03:21 PM

Such pain fills the soul of this reader...understanding fills the heart...tears of memory fill the mind...*BIG HUGS*

*may our dreams ever be magical*

Honeybunch
Member Rara Avis

since 2001-12-29

Posts 7115
South Africa

7 posted 2012-09-15 04:24 AM

You travel deep, Michael, and express so well what many can relate to. Yes, the essence of being human sucks sometimes but perhaps it's a necessity for what may or may not follow on. I cannot, however, understand the necessity for such trauma but trauma exists and we live with it as best we can. Thank goodness for the rising sun that sometimes brings relief. Always enjoy your words even if they make me sad.

Helen

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