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Tramp Poet Senior Member
since 2000-01-06
Posts 754Could Be Anywhere... 
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Are We There Yet? Weeping over coffee in foreign breakfast nook so very, very far from home. Precious lone, last possession broken, a pile of components twas last of anything mine. Sacrifice, redemption, retribution words like ashes, cinders tears framed in quivering lip. Noble words tasting foul the broken man weeps last vestige of self laid bare. Strong, capable, trusted flesh health the first to be taken laid low in humbleness. Acceptance, reluctantly given disabled…pride lessened, wounded going on with less, then more. Jobs, expertise, acuity follows suite after suite one by one; pride burned away. Possessions are next in line everything once loved, honored falling away, taken, mourned. Relationships, friendships, clergy following the steps of matrimony lost…one step, one way at a time Till all left was the word precious promise never broken then inexplicably, equally discarded. Betrayal of core values…word knowledge left, wisdom right meaningless layer by deeper layer. Such a stubborn, foolish man desperately holding on, grasping for any, all to salvage, endure. One last hold out, self refuge in cyber one may still be uber excel, glorify, fuel ember of pride. Taken this morn, ruthlessly machine just so much bulky garbage merciless, mechanical death comes calling. Leaving only what?God alone? as He has wanted…always, forever? nothing…absolutely nothing left remains. Weeping over coffee, silliness sympathy reaches out patting, comforting perhaps, finally… are we there yet? ~~~~~  |
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Annie78 Member
since 2003-10-03
Posts 469here then there then back here |
the price paid seems hardly worth it at times, but you know as well as i do that there is only God and His love that we should be listening to. Comfort will come when the right thing is finally done. there is but a short time to exist, love,laugh,live and never stop believing in miracles |
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pegasus111 Member Elite
since 2000-07-27
Posts 2219ocala, fl, usa |
life is but a sojourn to some final destination. What we do along the way to deal with life's tribulations determines which one we will arrive at. the woods are lovely, dark, and deep, but I have promises to keep, and many miles to go before I sleep...Frost |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
a very thought-provoking piece |
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Joyce Johnson
since 2001-03-10
Posts 9912Washington State |
You name tells it all Tramp. You have just never found contentment in your place in the scheme of things. I guess you must figure out why. Love, Joyce |
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Tramp Poet Senior Member
since 2000-01-06
Posts 754Could Be Anywhere... |
being a Tramp is Christlike in my opinion. As for contentment; i would rather be discontent with learning and progress than content with stagnation and comfortable. i understand my place in the scheme of things quite well... physically and spiritually. Hopefully; i shall never "be there yet" in this lifetime... |
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Annie78 Member
since 2003-10-03
Posts 469here then there then back here |
the being there yet that you might need is happening to you at this very minute tramp, you know it, i know it, unfortunately those around you cannot see it, but are we there yet is coming faster than they know Annie there is but a short time to exist, love,laugh,live and never stop believing in miracles |
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Annie78 Member
since 2003-10-03
Posts 469here then there then back here |
What blind faith I had in you then...and likely still do. God and God alone is the answer. I hope and pray you still have that blind faith. Annie |
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