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They Come By Night
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They Come By Night |
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John Yaws Senior Member
since 1999-10-09
Posts 860Texas 
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An endless procession of faces it seems- Pass my bed nightly, and torment my dreams. Some bring sweet nostalgia, some fill me with dread- They’ve one thing in common, they are all long since dead. There’s my Grandfather, his hair nearly white- His appearance brings pleasure, and thoughts of delight. The hours together, we spent as a child- His knowledge, his patience, the way that he smiled. And there is my Mother, she’s young in my dreams- Her dark eyes are shining, she laughs in these scenes. But alcohol took her and ended her joy- Robbed her of reason, her life did destroy. Rip was my idol, a football hero As a younster, to me, some attention he showed. Then he graduated and joined the Marines... Something in ‘Nam, must have shattered his dreams. When he came home his manner had changed- Angry, withdrawn, and maybe deranged. It seemed all he wanted was to drink and to fight A wreck at high speed brought his end one dark night. Dozens of others, both women and men- Played a part in my life, some time way back then. The worst times of all are when Ronnie comes round- My brother, the fool, whom a coward gunned down. Nightmares? or dreamscapes? It doesn’t matter With the dawn of the day, these visions all shatter.. So whether the visions bring me joy, or fright- It really don’t matter, they come every night. Visit My Home Page http://www.geocities.com/montcogunslinger/HomePage.html |
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WhtDove Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-22
Posts 9245Illinois |
Another well done! I don't think I could handle the ghosts of past years every night. <*\\\>< Where there is faith, there is love. Where there is love, there is peace. Where there is peace, there is GOD. Where there is GOD, there is no need. Hallmark |
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catslair Junior Member
since 2000-01-16
Posts 48 |
Hi there Im new and thought this was great.......great imagery about these people and also a wonderful example of how life is in general....with the good the bad......the fair and unfair thanks for the read |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Slinger- When my brother visits my dreams I struggle to wake up so that I can hug him one more time. This made me very sad ... for you and for me. I'm sorry. I just don't know what to say this time. |
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Justbleu Member Elite
since 1999-08-31
Posts 3329Oregon, Originally From Alaska :) |
That was very well written!! It made me kind of sad to see so many of your loved ones passed!! I hope you find comfort in your dreams rather than the nightmares things like this could easily be!! Keep on writing!!! Take Care Bridgette |
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Anne Member
since 1999-12-31
Posts 78 |
It's so true--we cannot escape our past! Great job showing the good/bad aspects of yesterday's shadows! |
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Danny Holloway Member Elite
since 2000-01-15
Posts 2034Tulsa, OK |
Ghosts of our past, somehow mark time and give us the burden of carrying their memory. The more of your work I read, the greater my appreciation gets. DH |
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Andrew Scott Member Elite
since 1999-06-24
Posts 2558Redlands,CA,USA |
I have nothing prophetic to say about this piece... however, you made me think and feel... the greatest praise I believe a poet can recieve. I bow to you and yours on another fine effort. |
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Nan
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
John, I expect that this was one of your more difficult to write... I'm sure they're all very real feelings.... and you've expressed them quite beautifully.. |
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