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Open Poetry #16

Stirring the Soul’s Pot

Professor Gloom
Member Elite

since 2000-07-23

Posts 3082
of Depression

0 posted 2001-10-03 02:21 PM

“Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.”*

You stir me,
Under the fullness of moon,
Slow stirring
You’re mixing,
Emotions risen too soon,
Gone the fears
Of past years
Where I simmered far too long,
You stir me,
With beauty
And lyrical voice like song,
Fire burns
And a stewing heart yearns.

Gloom

*Macbeth Act 4 scene 1, W. Shakespheare

Sunshine

Administrator

Member Empyrean

since 1999-06-25

Posts 63354
Listening to every heart

1 posted 2001-10-03 02:24 PM

Good. Very, very good.

Gentle Spirit
Member Patricius

since 2000-10-09

Posts 13989

2 posted 2001-10-03 02:25 PM

Beautiful words from your pen today Gloom. I did enjoy this glimpse into this not so gloomy side of you. Well written.
Donna

On the wings of words our spirits fly....and our souls are free.
~Me~

(I could have missed the pain, but I'd have had to miss the dance~Garth)

[This message has been edited by Gentle Spirit (edited 10-03-2001).]

Professor Gloom
Member Elite

since 2000-07-23

Posts 3082
of Depression

3 posted 2001-10-03 02:40 PM

Thank you, Sunshine,
I am pleased you enjoyed.

Thank you, Gentle Spirit,
Not sure what you mean by
“this side”, but pleased you liked these words.

Gloom

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