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the passing of a poets era |
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desperado Member
since 1999-05-24
Posts 312FT Hood,Tx 
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once upon a time I knew the game I knew the words and how to play the things I thought would be the same seemed to change like the setting of a day oh once I was a poet with words in my mind to speak once you said I was a "know-it" and now it seems I'm just a freak the distance traveled was the square of a heart a million here a million there so what was the cost now I'm just a pathetic, proverbial fart destined to have my words forgotten and lost oh some will remember my words alright as they dwell in their old senile age a victim of the ever present night the youth will wonder where's their cage and so I'll pass into the tepid void below another name on a blurry wall in a focused eye just another wild oat that should never sow as the world remembers it's singular simple lie close your eyes and see the past it's foggyness is an effect of time blink your eyes now really fast and the worlds you see will rhyme no one sees me as I fail to exsist here and now a passing thought in the stream of unconsciousness just a footnote to someones greater glory, just a cow a simple detail in an otherwise expansive mess so if you can see you must be blind for the world has things it cannot see once a movement kills it's own kind the last one to notice will always be me |
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Isis Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-06
Posts 6296Sunny Queensland |
So sad!! Not all of us are destined for greatness, no matter how much we want it. You have had or will have your 15 minutes of farme, it's better than none. It's only the special few who can make a difference in the world due to words, be they poetry, lyrics, articles whatever. Hope you don't always feel this way? ------------------ What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny, compared to what lies within us. ~Isis~ (Daughter of Mystery) |
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PhaerieChild Senior Member
since 1999-08-30
Posts 1787Aloha, Oregon |
Just keep going!!! Someday you may write the world's greatest poetic epic. Life does funny sometimes. Ya just never know. ------------------ If you love me like music, I'll be your song. ~Heart~ Dreamboat Annie |
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Poet deVine
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
We've all felt this way sometime. But think of yourself as a grain of sand...all of grains are in this together..you may not stand out..I may not stand out..but together we make a great beach! A poetic beach if you want to think of it like that! |
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doreen peri Member Elite
since 1999-05-25
Posts 3812Virginia |
loved the ending, des. "so if you can see you must be blind for the world has things it cannot see once a movement kills it's own kind the last one to notice will always be me" so, what you're saying is, you are a poet and you know it and that's not good enough for you? you want FAME along with it? you want to be REMEMBERED for your words, your insight, your wisdom? geez, des, ok. i'll remember ya! I promise! hehehe.... i "liked" it. "good job"... really i mean it |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
hey! where are you??? |
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