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the passing of a poets era

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desperado
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since 05-24-99
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FT Hood,Tx


0 posted 10-03-1999 05:53 PM       View Profile for desperado   Email desperado   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions  View IP for desperado

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

© Copyright 1999 James Webster - All Rights Reserved
Isis
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1 posted 10-03-1999 06:11 PM       View Profile for Isis   Email Isis   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Isis's Home Page   View IP for Isis

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?

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What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny, compared to what lies within us.
~Isis~
(Daughter of Mystery)

PhaerieChild
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since 08-30-99
Posts 1829
Aloha, Oregon


2 posted 10-03-1999 08:42 PM       View Profile for PhaerieChild   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for PhaerieChild

Just keep going!!! Someday you may write the world's greatest poetic epic. Life does funny sometimes. Ya just never know.

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If you love me like music, I'll be your song.
~Heart~ Dreamboat Annie

Poet deVine
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3 posted 10-03-1999 10:37 PM       View Profile for Poet deVine   Email Poet deVine   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Poet deVine

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!
doreen peri
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since 05-25-99
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4 posted 10-04-1999 06:59 PM       View Profile for doreen peri   Email doreen peri   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for doreen peri

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
passing shadows
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5 posted 04-17-2004 05:08 AM       View Profile for passing shadows   Email passing shadows   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for passing shadows

hey! where are you???
 
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