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Near and the Far

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Seymour Tabin
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0 posted 05-20-2001 08:51 AM       View Profile for Seymour Tabin   Email Seymour Tabin   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions  View IP for Seymour Tabin

Near and the Far

In the far of the near…and the near of the far
I wander in wonder…my moment’s hurrah
I am fruit of the root…just a leaf on a chute
In the brew of the brew…in the changing to new

A moment of any…a drop of the many
A fireflies light…a spark in the night.
And I blink and I wink…and I wink and I blink.
Yet I see not the core…or the gift of one more.

And I think of never…in sums of forever.
And I dare with a dare…building castles in air.
I float in a dream…of wonder and seem
And love with a love…that defies all above.

I’m a fires renew…and a sip of the stew.
A drop of a drop…the sweep of a mop
A fraction of friction…a grain of depiction
From the promising bree…of eternity

Yet I feel what I feel…and my zeal turns to steel
As my trod turns to nod…and my nod turns to God.
As I turn into chyme…digested by time
For I know I am toll…to the genesis goal.

So I pray to a thought…with the promise of naught.
Sending echoes in air…with the wind for its care

© Copyright 2001 Seymour Tabin - All Rights Reserved
Elizabeth Santos
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1 posted 05-20-2001 09:00 AM       View Profile for Elizabeth Santos   Email Elizabeth Santos   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Elizabeth Santos

Dear Sy
I would never describe you as "a drop of a drop in the sweep of a mop"
But rather a man with words that moves oceans
A mind with the paower of cascading waterfall
A spirit with the serenity of a mountain lake
A refreshing drink in the middle of a desert
A light April rain that will bring spring flowers to blossom.
But even so, I liked the poem
Liz
Alan
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2 posted 05-20-2001 09:34 AM       View Profile for Alan   Email Alan   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Alan

I like the message. I like this style. Good job
Sunshine
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3 posted 05-20-2001 10:23 AM       View Profile for Sunshine   Email Sunshine   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Sunshine's Home Page   View IP for Sunshine

{C'mon K, pick a line, c'mon, pick any line as a favorite...c'mon, you can do it, just one, or two lines, show him which ones stuck out just so....oh heck!}

Sy...I can't pick just one line....it ALL is so very, very good....

'tis a keeper!
Janet Marie
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4 posted 05-20-2001 11:09 AM       View Profile for Janet Marie   Email Janet Marie   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Janet Marie

we all are only here ... for a given time
hours, days, years ... marked by chinging chimes
"old" is nothing more ... than a state of mind
the gift of time is measured ... by what you leave behind
a legacy of wise ... words penned in truths of gold
a spark in the dark ... a light to reveal secrets once untold
love for thy rose of suppose ... a fathers pride etched in rhyme
lessons learned, wisdom shared ... carves your name in sands of time
never doubt sweet gifted man ... you have indeed left a lasting impress
with the stroke of thy artists brush ... with thy words of poetic confess

your grace engraved upon infinity ... guarantee of evermore ...
whispered prayers upon the wind ...  passage thru the promised door

*************

L'Envoi
by: Rudyard Kipling

When Earth's last picture is painted and the tubes are twisted and dried,
When the oldest colours have faded, and the youngest critic has died,
We shall rest, and, faith, we shall need it -- lie down for an aeon or two,
Till the Master of All Good Workmen shall put us to work anew!

And those that were good shall be happy: they shall sit in a golden chair;
They shall splash at a ten-league canvas with brushes of comets' hair;
They shall find real saints to draw from -- Magdalene, Peter, and Paul;
They shall work for an age at a sitting and never be tired at all!

And only the Master shall praise us, and only the Master shall blame;
And no one shall work for money, and no one shall work for fame,
But each for the joy of the working, and each, in his separate star,
Shall draw the Thing as he sees It for the God of Things as They Are!

**********

*winkiewinkie*
me
Seymour Tabin
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5 posted 05-20-2001 04:50 PM       View Profile for Seymour Tabin   Email Seymour Tabin   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Seymour Tabin

Elizabeth,
You are the sweetest of sweet
The truest of true
The kindest of kind and
Always on my mind. Sy

Anen,
Thank you for the kind comment.

Sunshine,
I thank you for the very, very. *L* Sy

JM,
Randy cried over your words. He is so taken with you he keeps brewing raspberry tea in hopes the vapors will drift down to you.
Winkiewinkie Stinky
Janet Marie
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6 posted 05-20-2001 09:23 PM       View Profile for Janet Marie   Email Janet Marie   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Janet Marie

Tell Randy not to cry ... not one tear nor sigh
I'll kiss his snout ... and dry his eyes
Set the table ... tea for two
then set another place ... for just for you
We'll raise our cups ... toast we three with glee
We'll write verses of poetry ... over raspberry tea
We'll wink and drink ... and laugh till we cry
We'll even let Randy free ... let him fly and kiss the sky

Theres nothing I'd rather do ... than sip tea with the two of you



*winkiewinkie*
Seymour Tabin
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7 posted 05-20-2001 09:29 PM       View Profile for Seymour Tabin   Email Seymour Tabin   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Seymour Tabin

Dear Tinker Bell,
You have now become my raspberry tea.
Each sip I take I think of thee.
Love Ya. Sy
Sudhir Iyer
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8 posted 05-21-2001 05:44 AM       View Profile for Sudhir Iyer   Email Sudhir Iyer   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Sudhir Iyer

Seymour, my friend,
This is fantastic, really fantastic...

Regards,
Sudhir
Marge Tindal
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9 posted 05-29-2001 07:55 AM       View Profile for Marge Tindal   Email Marge Tindal   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Marge Tindal's Home Page   View IP for Marge Tindal

Seymour~
You are pure gold ...
You rhyme in shine ...
*Hugs*
~*Marge*~

~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~
                               noles1@totcon.com             

Seymour Tabin
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10 posted 05-29-2001 08:06 AM       View Profile for Seymour Tabin   Email Seymour Tabin   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Seymour Tabin

To Sudhir my friend you are too kind.

Marge,
And you are a diamond set in platinum. *L*
Alison
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11 posted 05-10-2009 06:02 PM       View Profile for Alison   Email Alison   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Alison

... and I still smile as I read his poetry.  I wish I had known Seymour Tabin more than just the few words that we shared on the boards.  I am happy that he lives on in poems such as this one.

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