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TAP2
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since 2000-06-29
Posts 211
Morris, Il USA

0 posted 2000-09-19 12:11 PM


A man sat alone on his front stoop, shouting at the world.
" What be ye to me? I am old as the oak tree there on yon hill, I've seen a thousand seasons come and go,yet ye will not let me have me peace"
The world answered not.

" What be ye to me? I've loved and lost, hungered and made merry, longed and felt satisfied. Yet still ye will not let me have me peace."
The world answered not.

        The wind howled
        And the grass quivered in it's wake
        The old man sat and shouted

" What be ye to me? I've fathered and been fathered to, been poor and wealthy, cried a river of tears and laughed as a hyena. Full of blessing and filled with hate, yet still ye will not let me have me peace."
The world answered not.

        The old man stood, with the help of his cane
        And hobbled across his stoop
        And as the sun sank low in the sky
        He crept to bed, whispering

" What be ye to me? I've tasted all your virtues, all your vices. I've crawled on all fours, walked on both legs. I've lived long and wish me time were come."
And the world answered softly.

" I was all these things to you. The oak tree, the love, the father, the river of tears, your hands and feet. Come now, old man, rest."
And the old man closed his eyes.

        And as his breath left him in a final sigh
        He smiled as the sun sank below the horizon
        The world had indeed been a kind friend
        And at last, the old man had his peace


Thomas A. Plemmons
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Let not a word go unspoken,
A thought go unheard,
Let not one heart be broken
Dream of a perfect world.

-Th.A.P.




[This message has been edited by TAP2 (edited 09-19-2000).]

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Erin
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since 2000-06-15
Posts 2527
~Chicago~
1 posted 2000-09-19 12:18 PM


Thomas~~~You are one amazing poet!!!Such talent in this one!!!Even though you are very talented...Keep it up my friend!!!

*Falling in love is when you give someone a piece of your heart, falling out of love is when the piece doesnt fit*

Kit McCallum
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since 2000-04-30
Posts 14774
Ontario, Canada
2 posted 2000-09-19 04:26 PM


Wow Thomas! I see you've been polishing up that golden pen while away! What a beautiful and breath-taking piece to read. Truly wonderful story-telling!  

Best wishes,
/Kit

Dopey Dope
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3 posted 2000-09-19 04:26 PM


Wow i really loved this one. i think it was very well written. I liked everything about it. I would like to see you post here more.



I was born myself, raised myself, and will continue to be myself. The world will just have to adjust.


TAP2
Member
since 2000-06-29
Posts 211
Morris, Il USA
4 posted 2000-09-20 01:21 AM


Thanks guys( and Gals ). Glad you liked it so much. As I grow older things seem to look different than each day before. At the end of my life, when the time comes. I hope to find the peace I seek quickly and expediantly. See you soon.

Thomas A. Plemmons


Let not a word go unspoken,
A thought go unheard,
Let not one heart be broken
Dream of a perfect world.

-Th.A.P.

Jeremy Halstead
Senior Member
since 2000-06-01
Posts 569
Morris, Ill. U.S.A
5 posted 2000-09-20 05:46 AM


Hey man....just as good as the first time I read it...I'm gonna post my futile attempts at such greatnes now...later.

Jeremy

"Time is the matter, and in a matter of that all wounds will heal and all scars shall fade."

Jacman
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since 2000-06-27
Posts 291
Dwight Il, US
6 posted 2000-09-20 01:06 PM


No peace shall I find in this world of hate, greed, and destruction.  For thereafter is everything made anew and I shall have complete rest.

This was excellent Tom, but you know me.  I'll never find peace in the land of the living.  For death, where is thy sting?  And as for the grave, where is thy victory?

jason  < !signature-->

I'm not concieted...I'm convinced.

[This message has been edited by Jacman (edited 09-20-2000).]

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