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deb Junior Member
since 2000-07-11
Posts 44Reading, Pa., USA |
What is there to search for This carnival life shows events are done over and over Everything is cyclical in a world of sameness Where does the insanity end Intrinsic formalities dull the senses Swinging trapezes of circles through memory I am the last one out To forget to lock up means to forget to forget And so my mind continues to re-invent the beginning Beginnings are the event in which circles continue Just as lines are never ending One can never escape [This message has been edited by deb (edited 07-13-2000).] |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
I am the last one out To forget to lock up means to forget to forget And so my mind continues to re-invent the beginning --------------- Hi deb and welcome to passions, nice to meet you you do some deep pondering here... ask some good questions... very cool poem I look forward to more of your work take care jm There are places inside our souls - that have never been touched. There are places inside our hearts - that need to be loved this much. ~jm~ |
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Cuddlez Member
since 1999-11-27
Posts 422Walla Walla, WA 99362 |
Why the sadness? Very deep poem Time flies? Say it not so, time stays we go. |
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Sunnyone Member Ascendant
since 2000-07-06
Posts 5334Staffordshire, England |
Deb.......... The line: "beginnings are the event in which circles continue......" That is spectacular!!! There is so much depth here...........keep it up........ My heart is an open book ....take a look.... |
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allan Senior Member
since 2000-04-09
Posts 620On the road |
'Very impressed with this poem and I totally agree with the sentiments expressed in it. really great use of images and word play. excellent, well done.  |
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A.C.Turner Member
since 2000-04-30
Posts 83Reading, Pa.Home of Bardfest |
Hey Deb! This poem is one that reaches quite deep in my soul. The stanza with forget to forget is perfect. The poem as a whole is a prt of everyone whether they want to admit it or not. One of my faves for sure. Peace to you. ACT. |
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