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--- The Earthen Wall ---
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--- The Earthen Wall --- |
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The Lonely Stranger Member
since 1999-06-18
Posts 361Upstate, NY, USA |
--- The Earthen Wall --- Years ago, I walked a path In another dream. The picture there was Stranger, than any I had seen. Behind an earthen dam, The crimson torrent ran. Each couple patched the leaks That sprang, a lady and a man. Leaks were few and far between. The stewards kept it strong. Yet I was quite perplexed Something seemed still wrong. Now here I was back on that path, Behind that earthen wall. The group of stewards there, Had now become quite small. With fewer people working, Each had more to tend. Many now worked by themselves The wall began to rend. The leaks and breaks were many now. The crimson flow spilled through. I waded through the growing pools To get a closer view. As I looked more closely, Near where new leaks had sprung, I saw upon the earthen wall The faces of their young. Once they had been working hard To guard the precious wall. But as their numbers dwindled, The dam began to fall. Then I noticed Jesus. He was on a hill nearby. He watched in anguished sadness And a tear escaped his eye. "Some have gone to find themselves" His eyes cast down in shame. "They say they don't feel love They must not know my name" "Can't you make them stand? And help their children grow" "My Father gave them free will Many years ago." I woke up drenched and fearful And left home as I wept. I drove in fear across my town, To where my daughter slept. "Justice" keeps me from the spot Where I would patch the wall. But I sit and watch her window Praying she won't fall No one ever listened themselves into trouble. [This message has been edited by The Lonely Stranger (edited 04-05-2001).] |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Hard lessons.... |
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Butterflies_dont_cry Member Elite
since 2000-03-06
Posts 3733Michigan |
TLS* Your poetry has a style that can only be your own...this is a powerful and thought provoking piece...I applaud the thought and the talent that it took to write...the work that went into this does not go un- noticed...bravo! |
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SEA 
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
This breaks my heart..................but your writing is excellent  SEA |
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Interloper
since 2000-11-06
Posts 8369Deep in the heart |
Great idea. Well thought out. Could, however, clean up the meter a little. Give us more, please. Live for love. Without love, you don't live. |
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inot2B Member Elite
since 2000-09-18
Posts 2205Arkansas |
Very well done. All one can do is stand fast and be there when needed. |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
LonelyStranger~ This is a lovely read-aloud piece of poetry. Marvelous rhyming form carries this one well. I thoroughly enjoyed it several times. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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Meadowmuse Member Elite
since 1999-12-27
Posts 3263 |
A fine representation of read aloud, accentual verse. I enjoyed this very much, both the sound and the sentiment. Thanks for it, would love to see more of your work. Claire Could a greater miracle take place than for us to look through each other's eyes for an instant?......Henry David Thoreau |
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