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The torpor of wish
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The torpor of wish |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla 
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An oldy but goody The torpor of wish A wish lost that has not come true. A yearn some time ago I brewed. One that smarts heavy, on my heart, One impossible, to impart. She abides, lives and tenants care, Ambivalent of my hearts affair, Has no idea of my revere. And never glows when I am near. My love has flown but has not sown. And I am forlorn and alone. But I would rise and worship anew, If she would glimmer, one small clue. Not in the sounds that words parole, But eye and glance to move a soul. This the torpor of wish, that flew. The only want, I wished come true. But time has host, a toast you see. And I'm fare drained of sand in me. |
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doreen peri Member Elite
since 1999-05-25
Posts 3812Virginia |
Hey Sy- What is she nuts? LOL.... just kidding... don't know what to say except i identified with this one... a lot... and... speak up! Words written or spoken are much appreciated when mind reading tricks don't work... hehe... just trying to relay some insight from a woman's point of view. Loved your poem. Really. Hope my comments are well taken...  I love that phrase, btw... "oldy but goody"... describes my goals in life.... Thanks for the read, Sy. -dp |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Doreen, I'm married almost 58 years to that wommen and in some ways the poem still holds true. But I thank you for the sweet comment. *L* |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Seymour- Hard to envision a soul that could remain ambivalent with you. But something must be right ... 58 years ! A 'torpor of wish' to ponder. You write so well. I enjoy. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ noles1@totcon.com |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Marge, Beautiful comment, it is something to ponder. Thank you Sy |
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HelmutB Senior Member
since 2000-01-06
Posts 964Canada |
I shall not doubt the words you send Love and life, there is so much that must depend Not to say that I don't understand But cupid’s arrow still descended once upon a time Love does gets wiser in do time. Sad your poem has filled the air I can’t believe it’s what you bear I’m sure you’re down and off guard Because she just forgot your “Valentine” Card. See I try to make you smile All things heal in time and while. Thank you for such piece of good poetry And I feel for “HE” The ability to describe life with words is similar to painting a picture; both can be powerful tools. |
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Meadowmuse Member Elite
since 1999-12-27
Posts 3263 |
"Not in the sounds that words parole, But eye and glance to move a soul." Your poetic skill, Sy, is enormously moving and speaks volumes to my soul. Claire |
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Corinne Member Ascendant
since 1999-10-28
Posts 5167state of confusion |
You be one hell of a poet, Seymour! Corinne |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
Some people have a mind of stone That does not hear the meadow lark And when you see the nighttime star What they see is only dark You consume the fragrance of life's flower They feel the pollen from far away You savor dawn's most precious hour They plan their mission for the day My mate reads nothing that I write And I have always asked the why But I believe you cannot turn A stone into a butterfly Liz |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Helmut, Thank you so much for your wonderful comment. Meadow, Thank you for recognizing the choice two lines in the poem. *L* Corinne, I can only send back, one hell of a thank you Elizabeth, What you said seems true, You can't turn stone into a butterfly. Love Sy |
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