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Walters Unfinished Poem
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Walters Unfinished Poem |
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Walter Poe Senior Member
since 1999-10-13
Posts 787 |
I have wandered this Earth for millenia Seeking the son of one And now I see what no soul means to me I saw Rome rise and fall I saw man escape disaster again and again I beheld the Birth of the demons dream And the Death of angels over and again The rise to power And the fall from grace watched the wheels turn As times went by in the eternal game Sat on the shoulders of the great Seen the stabbed backs of the bold And still the world turns I who have done so much I who have seen such things I who have learned nothing In my quest to stop not growing old I have seen broken hearts of gold And beautiful tales left untold Are these the things in which we enfold Is love left out in the cold Look at this Jigsaw that is life The four pillars forming and reforming. Always the same always changing look deep into yourself the double helix that is you there resides the true name of God He that is before everything He that will exist in the abyss Man lives in his dreams And through his dreams he will be freed These are the truths i have seen Every place has been my home yet my imprint I leave in none To the heavens and hells of men i've been The darkness and the light are clear Still the pit of another new year Shatters the brilliant suns beams Ah for such things is a world made For the beautiful song of the dying swan Or the lonely goodbye lost on a summer breeze Oh what wonders I have seen In a world never meant for the likes of me They gathered to me at Tripoli As I spoke of majesty undone they spoke of me at Normandy long after the last battle was won Yet the young soon forget As old they did get with sons of their own And who would remember me not one "Not I" they say "Now your gone" Still the road is my home As I pass from new into old As another cycle begins in the world Who is the man I see as I walk by the road in a window seeing as the others see looking as the others look Yet in him is the variable The butterfly the random event in the patterns on the paper A single piece of chaos in a chaotic world different for all his sameness same for all his differences Perhaps it is he I seek yet i cannot find I stare at another moonlit night At a fog covered bay Such a beauty to behold As the sun gently ushers in the day and a bird of red and gold cuts the sky and the chorus of the reeds sing sweet lullabies Not all can be truely lost even on a one as travelled as I the air tinted by cherry blossom I see the beauty in the night As the kaleidescope of day sweeps across the sky Alone the Journey through lives Yet on stormy nights As the thunder claps And the lightning brightens burning light I hear the footsteps Of him the one before Or perhaps it is the other he that is yet to be me In all the long days My mind games it plays And I await my redemption Vanguard of the New Movement Behind his polished cedar desk, surrounded by his phones, Sits Blazer Dyke(The yachting type), The vanguard of the clones. The Archetype, The number one,The vanguard of the clones. Crossing over busy street, where noisy traffic drones, Walks Blazer Dyke (without a bike), The vanguard of the clones. The autocrat, The ectomorph, The vanguard of the clones. He strides across the cobbled yard, Where pawn shops offer loans, That Blazer Dyke (Whom i dislike), The vanguard of the clones. The cannibal, The parasite, The vanguard of the clones. He passes through the wicket gate, To churhyards full of bones, That Blazer Dyke (on a midnight hike), The vanguard of the clones. The necrophile, The narcissist, The coprophage, The sybarite, The telepath, The Anti-Christ, The vanguard of the clones. Robert Rankin (The Dance of the Voodoo Handbag) |
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Joel the wolf Senior Member
since 2000-04-06
Posts 1333Angels Camp |
What a master piece my friend, I'll have to print this out and go over it again, and again, WoW!!! head swimming. I really enjoyed the second to the last stanza, I stare at another moonlit night At a fog covered bay Such a beauty to behold As the sun gently ushers in the day and a bird of red and gold cuts the sky and the chorus of the reeds sing sweet lullabies Not all can be truely lost even on a one as travelled as I the air tinted by cherry blossom I see the beauty in the night As the kaleidescope of day sweeps across the sky -------------- Truly inspirational Joel. I howl a mournful song, that echos within my chambered heart, for all to read? nay for all to feel. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
I have wandered this Earth for millenia Seeking the son of one And now I see what no soul means to me I saw Rome rise and fall I saw man escape disaster again and again I beheld the Birth of the demons dream And the Death of angels over and again The rise to power And the fall from grace watched the wheels turn As times went by in the eternal game Sat on the shoulders of the great Seen the stabbed backs of the bold And still the world turns I who have done so much I who have seen such things I who have learned nothing In my quest to stop not growing old I have seen broken hearts of gold And beautiful tales left untold Are these the things in which we enfold Is love left out in the cold ------------------- Every place has been my home yet my imprint I leave in none To the heavens and hells of men i've been The darkness and the light are clear Still the pit of another new year Shatters the brilliant suns beams Ah for such things is a world made For the beautiful song of the dying swan Or the lonely goodbye lost on a summer breeze Oh what wonders I have seen In a world never meant for the likes of me ------------- I stare at another moonlit night At a fog covered bay Such a beauty to behold As the sun gently ushers in the day and a bird of red and gold cuts the sky and the chorus of the reeds sing sweet lullabies Not all can be truely lost even on a one as travelled as I the air tinted by cherry blossom I see the beauty in the night As the kaleidescope of day sweeps across the sky Alone the Journey through lives Yet on stormy nights As the thunder claps And the lightning brightens burning light I hear the footsteps Of him the one before Or perhaps it is the other he that is yet to be me In all the long days My mind games it plays And I await my redemption --------------- this masterpiece is your redemption... my god this is breathtaking and amazing walter... Im almost at a loss for words...(almost)*smile* ... the imagery is astonishing the creativity and grace are perfection and the depth from which it is written is brilliant. there are so many lines that I am drawn to in this I could stay here all day and worship  >>Every place has been my home yet my imprint I leave in none -------------------- Oh what wonders I have seen In a world never meant for the likes of me<<< as you know me too well...i wont let these two go unspoken... everywhere you leave a poem... your imprint is left behind... your words of grace to be your eternal epitaph... and this world is a brighter place for the "likes" of you ... as is my day. miles to go before you sleep my poet friend ... thus the reason this is "unfinished" take care gifted poet jm [This message has been edited by Janet Marie (edited 06-20-2000).] |
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Justbleu Member Elite
since 1999-08-31
Posts 3329Oregon, Originally From Alaska :) |
I'm not quite sure what to say but, it's great!! A wonderful and powerful piece!! Nice work!! Hope to read more such as this!! Bridgette  "Creation of woman from the rib of Man: She was not made from his head to top him; nor out of his feet to be trampled upon by him; but out of his side |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
Look at this Jigsaw that is life The four pillars forming and reforming. Always the same always changing look deep into yourself the double helix that is you there resides the true name of God He that is before everything He that will exist in the abyss Man lives in his dreams And through his dreams he will be freed These are the truths i have seen wow Walt an epic poem and your epic is bigger than mine lol. ok enough of the jealously. must say I really enjoyed this poem. wonderful images, powerful. well written. If this poem continues as it is it going it will make paradise lost -by John Milton seem like a nursery rhyme A rock pile ceases to be a rock pile the moment a single man contemplates it, bearing within him the image of a cathedral. Antoine de Saint-Exupéry |
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catalinamoon
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
All I can say is WOW! I have to read this again, to make an intelligent comment. Just incredible. |
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Hardrock Senior Member
since 2000-02-14
Posts 948New Hampshire, USA |
Walter....lost myself in your poem....it speaks to me....and I find solace in your words...a truly excellent piece of work. Hope you enjoyed writing it as much as I did reading it. Thanks....Hardrock |
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Poet deVine
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
Walter! Excellent poem sir! |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
I'm back...did ya miss me just came back to add this to my personal library collection... one of the cool new features of the new software Ron updated the site with... now we can store all our fav poems and poets in a special place... and this one is indeed special, as is the poet who wrote it *smile* later-walter-gator, jm |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
I really enjoyed reading this and I don't know exactly why...perhaps because it is excellent. James |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
where is my poet of ~darkness shining~... I miss his beautiful poetry... take care gentle poet, jm baby dont you work so hard for this prize you've found, it will all be gone-when you turn around, cause nothing lasts forever anyway. Rick Roberts |
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shadow of poetry Member
since 2000-07-22
Posts 76midwest usa |
this poem is excellent superb imagery just an awesome read peace & poetry [This message has been edited by shadow of poetry (edited 08-06-2000).] |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
library |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
 And still I wonder where you've gone I look to see if I can find you shining amoungst the stars Are you sleeping in those shadows to which you were drawn I wonder (and pray) that the night ever healed your scars ~~~~~~~~~~  "Though my soul may sit in darkness, It will arise in perfect light. For I have loved the stars much too fondly ... To be fearful of the night". (author unknown)  "Failure is not in the falling down ... it is in the not getting back up" [This message has been edited by Janet Marie (edited 08-31-2001).] |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
 ~*~ Little girl was down by the waterside The sun so hot and the roses so red where she lie As little boys sit and watch as she twirls all around Sunny smiles not a raincloud could bring that girl down But now.... What's behind those big brown eyes Do you dream at night Without your lullaby Little boy sits alone as he sings in the dark Wondering if his own dreams had pulled them apart He sings a song of tomorrow he never can see Mostly sings of a lost little girl's memory And Now... As his dreams go flashing by He begins to hear A lonely lullaby Well now We used to sing And we used to cry Through everything In our children's lullaby Little boy prays to God to answer his song To hold her hand when everyone else's are gone Time goes by and the wounds slowly turn into scars So he makes his final wish on the midnight stars Little girl won't you hear my cry Won't you come back home To your lover's lullaby Little girl down by the waterside Goodbye ~*~ Vertical Horizon Well tomorrow holds only mystery And who's to say what might be But in you I found a love so strong The sun and the moon looked on in jealousy [This message has been edited by Janet Marie (edited 09-28-2001).] |
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