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Seymour Tabin
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0 posted 1999-11-20 07:52 PM


A butterfly is my soul

Words like birds in essence fly.
Whispering breaths that I sigh.
Racing through the never rue.
A never ever wall to through.

In image that your heart would trace.
In image that would fill the space.
In image of the poets dream.
In image of that soul I mean.

A place much like the Ibsen tell
A place were lovers do so well.
A place within another world,
A place that yet to be unfurled.

The essence of a lonely drift.
The essence of a lonely lift.
The half life of a spasm.
Crossing over the chasm.

Whom has not dreamt this way,
In momentary castaway?
Searching for gossamer things
Riding winds on gossamer wings?

I fly once more in search a door,
To seek the true of truth once more.
Trying things my mind would goal,
Using the wings of my soul.


© Copyright 1999 Seymour Tabin - All Rights Reserved
Elizabeth Santos
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since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269
Pennsylvania
1 posted 1999-11-20 08:35 PM


Sy,

The truth now looks you in the eye
In dappled wing of butterfly
And though you look, you may not see
But when you see, then tell to me

Beautiful poetry, as usual
Elizabeth

hoot_owl_rn
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Glen Hope, PA USA
2 posted 1999-11-20 08:48 PM


Nicely done as always Seymore
Seymour Tabin
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3 posted 1999-11-20 09:48 PM


The reading of a document,
Is not the all of what it meant.
Between the lines live little things,
That toll the bell the psyche rings.
And when I find that little door,
I will lead you through the core.

Denise
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4 posted 1999-11-21 01:50 AM


On gossamer your soul soars high
As gentle as a butterfly
Adrift upon the springtime breeze
Wings flutter with such graceful ease
In meadow fair o'er hill and glen
You drift aloft and bless again
With ev'ry word from your pen wrought
Those walls it seems have only taught
A little higher, friend, to fly
There is no limit to the sky
To any door you hold the key
To open it poetic'ly
Across the chasm wide you sail
Portraying truth - you never fail
On gossamer soar ever high
As gentle as that butterfly.


Another great poem Seymour! You keep writing, I'll keep reading!


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Denise


Elizabeth Santos
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5 posted 1999-11-21 03:13 AM


WOW! DENISE! What a beautiful tribute!
You and Sy are on a whole different poetic plane, which only our spirits can endeavor, but not our pens.
Elizabeth

Sunshine
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6 posted 1999-11-21 07:28 AM


Oh Sy, I sigh
when I feel your pen in my heart
the scratching of you, Sir Poet
tears my words apart...

and denise, the rhythm and the rhyme
leave me gasping one more time
for I see both sides, wide and true
for I have poets in both of you.

Complementary are both worlds
living side by side
now make room for the rest of us
so that we may join in the ride.

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Sunshine
Look, then, into thine heart, and write ~~~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow


Seymour Tabin
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7 posted 1999-11-21 08:44 AM


Hoot,
I thank you for your bouquet.
Denise,
How could I not confrere
The fairest of the fair declare.
Your arrow has struck my heart
From the first word to the ending part.
Just beautiful my dear. *L*
Sunshine,
You fly with us and spread the sun
Without you we would be undone. *L*

Pepper
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since 1999-08-19
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Southern Florida
8 posted 1999-11-21 01:21 PM


Certainly beautiful Sy....'sigh'
Bravo!!
And to the ladies...Bravo...just wonderful!!

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A soul that writes from the heart and shares it, truly gives a gift extraordinaire!


Julie
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since 1999-08-20
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Houston, TX
9 posted 1999-11-21 01:24 PM


Breath-taking Seymour!

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Julie
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Shoot for the moon. Even if you miss it, you will land among the stars.~Les Brown~

Seymour Tabin
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10 posted 1999-11-21 02:03 PM


Candelabra

Where once brigades of light did light,
The darkest times of darkest night,
Teardrop candles, remain abreast,
In dust, the candelabra rest.

Where light and music made a ball
And phantoms danced upon the wall,
And where whispers behind a fan,
Gave mention of a courtesan.

Where dreams gave birth to fantasy,
Desires to sensibility,
A world of boldness, care and dare,
A time of time beyond compare.

In dust, the candelabras rest,
Each teardropped candle, cold abreast.
Time's once sweet morrow, dried e'er more:
I rise in sorrow, close the door.

Pepper
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since 1999-08-19
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Southern Florida
11 posted 1999-11-21 02:06 PM


Exquisite Sy...oh my...

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A soul that writes from the heart and shares it, truly gives a gift extraordinaire!


Seymour Tabin
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since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720
Tamarac Fla
12 posted 1999-11-21 02:15 PM


Pepper and Julie,
I made an oop's I put it in the wrong place.
But I'm surely glad you liked it. God bless.

Denise
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13 posted 1999-11-21 07:10 PM


I'm glad you liked it, Seymour! You too, ladies!

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Denise


Severn
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14 posted 1999-11-21 07:38 PM


Breathless wow...
'The true of truth'...lovely Sy, just lovely.

Elizabeth Santos
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since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269
Pennsylvania
15 posted 1999-11-21 09:46 PM


Faced once more with poem of ball
And phantom distant candle call
And faced with poet's curious rhyme
Of unknown words between the line
Then other poets try too hard
To read between the dancer's line
And silhuettes upon the wall
Are too unclear the mind to call
A candalabra on the floor
Could mean a ball for nevermore
Could mean a myriad of things
Of nevermore and never things
But too confused this poet's mind
Interpretation's view to find
Must be explained on tablet clear
Each line defined for poets ear
In written verse or written prose
The writing writ must so disclose
The anwers to, the meaning of
A beautious poem of former love
For I who love good poetry
Must understand the words I see
And will not sleep another night
Until I see the poem's light
So please I beg you write a rhyme
But not between, just on the line
And post it on a tablet lit
That I may light the tablet writ
Now I who write between the line
Meandering verse and curious rhyme
Expect the other poet's mind
Unwritten words to seek and find
Elizabeth


Seymour Tabin
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Tamarac Fla
16 posted 1999-11-21 11:35 PM


Severn,
Thank you so much for the woderful comment.
Elizabeth,
OK you have won your way,
I have posted a simple poem this day.

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