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Morning Light
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Morning Light |
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Tony Abbot Member
since 2000-11-18
Posts 209North Wales,UK |
So very slowly it has dawned on me, As the shadow moves on a sundial, The telltale signs that were so plain to see, In her eyes and her politician smile. The air hangs heavy with latent intent, A furnace fed with guilt's combustive ore, That still can't ignite a match that is spent, A votive taper burnt down to its core. We both know the flame can never come back; The mask she wears is beginning to crack. Our past stands like an uninvited guest, Reminding me of the love we have lost, The torment of a forgotten caress, A flower that never survived the frost. And though still redolent of something pure, It is tarnished, as a poisoned phial, That now drunk, unveils the truth obscured, That trust hid in a cloak of denial. Betrayal is love's protector and thief, For a lie is at the heart of belief. All love lies in faith, and that is the lie, A pretty picture hung to hide the rot, Our vows of trust, they were her alibi, And though my love was true, her faith was not. Now enraptured by another's false charms, Like an animal caged,she yearns to flee, Into another snare, her lover's arms, But then, only the lonely soul is free. Yet, I hope her memory lingers on, For by the morning light, she will be gone. 'Humankind cannot bear too much reality' T.S.Eliot |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
The air hangs heavy with latent intent, A furnace fed with guilt's combustive ore, That still can't ignite a match that is spent, A votive taper burnt down to its core. We both know the flame can never come back; The mask she wears is beginning to crack. Our past stands like an uninvited guest, Reminding me of the love we have lost, The torment of a forgotten caress, A flower that never survived the frost. And though still redolent of something pure, It is tarnished, as a poisoned phial, That now drunk, unveils the truth obscured, That trust hid in a cloak of denial. Betrayal is love's protector and thief, For a lie is at the heart of belief. ===================== my goodness...such a tortured soul poem. Tony this is excellent... so very well written ...and emotionally well expressed. The clever and unique rhyme scheme made for a very cool read. as did the unique and poetic imagery. another very impressive piece of work from you. another one for my library as well take care jm |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Tony--I just want you to know that I think you write exceptional poetry! This one, such perfect rhythm and rhyme, is emotive with sadness, loss and betrayel. Well done! |
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Tony Abbot Member
since 2000-11-18
Posts 209North Wales,UK |
Thanks JM and Martie,for both replying. 'Humankind cannot bear too much reality' T.S.Eliot |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
I could not have said it so well, but I have to agree whole-heartedly with Janet Marie. You have a fantastic command of the language! |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
The deep inner heart break is imbued in this soul searching poem of pain and sadness... very very good write!!! Tony ethome |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
A sad situation to share the morning light...James |
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Rainydays Member
since 2000-10-21
Posts 324 |
"Our past stands like an uninvited guest," Tony, an intriguing and original composition, this tale. I am enjoying your talent. Thank you ~ Rainydays |
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Tony Abbot Member
since 2000-11-18
Posts 209North Wales,UK |
Thanks for replying ,people. 'Humankind cannot bear too much reality' T.S.Eliot |
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LastOfThe New Member
since 2000-11-25
Posts 9 |
Pure pain invoked our reason and rationale still escapes us not this torture you have intensely described |
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Tony Abbot Member
since 2000-11-18
Posts 209North Wales,UK |
LastOfThe ,thanks for replying. 'Humankind cannot bear too much reality' T.S.Eliot |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
This, encompasses all...lost time, lost love, memories of fresh pain that will fade... This, then, is poetry... Karilea If I whisper, will you listen?... I would rather be silent and write, than speak loudly and be bound. KRJ |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
Agree with all the above Tony, very well written. jwesley |
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Butterflies_dont_cry Member Elite
since 2000-03-06
Posts 3733Michigan |
Such powerful emotion lays in the well of your soul Tony..you have woven a deep icy web of the pain of love built from one heart and broken by another...this is stunning work~ The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched ---- they must be felt with the heart~ *??* |
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Beki Senior Member
since 1999-09-15
Posts 1569Newport Beach, CA, USA |
This was a heartbreaking poem, well wrought. I was especially struck by th eline "Our past stands like an uninvited guest," This is something I can relate to....good work Tony. |
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Beki Senior Member
since 1999-09-15
Posts 1569Newport Beach, CA, USA |
This was a heartbreaking poem, well wrought. I was especially struck by th eline "Our past stands like an uninvited guest," This is somethign I can relate to....good work Tony. |
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Tony Abbot Member
since 2000-11-18
Posts 209North Wales,UK |
Thanks Beki,jwesley,and Sunshine. 'Humankind cannot bear too much reality' T.S.Eliot |
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