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The Anthropoid
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The Anthropoid |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla 
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The Anthropoid We pray beliefs upon cold stones Where underneath collects old bones. Woe to the wind that fills the void So it is with the anthropoid. We sail on glories past violence And awe in faith and its silence. We kneel in brutal homage as We spin on the wheel of carnage. With devious Gods we have spun And now have turned them all to one. Gods and demons of hidden things They still lie deep within our springs. But now we speak agnostic thoughts And muse the carnage we have wrought. Its challenge and philanthropy And blind justice philosophy. But we can’t seem to cede an end Where underneath doth lie a friend We cannot seem to cede, just moans Nor can we seem to cede, just bones. And it still does not seem that odd When we whisper there, go With God. |
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Topheth Member
since 2001-09-08
Posts 297Texas |
Thoughtfully entertaining ... very nice. |
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SmartChick Member Rara Avis
since 2001-09-23
Posts 7081On A Journey To The Unknown |
This is very good. Enjoyed reading it. |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Topheth, Thank you for the read. SmartChick, Glad you enjoyed. |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Our Member Rara Avis is in rare, rare form indeed! Excellent! |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
We pray beliefs upon cold stones Where underneath collects old bones. Woe to the wind that fills the void So it is with the anthropoid. We sail on glories past violence And awe in faith and its silence. ====================================== With devious Gods we have spun And now have turned them all to one. ========================================= Its challenge and philanthropy And blind justice philosophy. But we can’t seem to cede an end Where underneath doth lie a friend We cannot seem to cede, just moans Nor can we seem to cede, just bones. And it still does not seem that odd When we whisper there, go With God. ======================================= ahhh my wise Stinky... these wisdom apples from your poetic orchard ask the questions that are on our minds in these troubled times.... these questions of conflict are as old as man and time. Well done sweet Sy-babers  "but for the grace of God go I" .... We're all feeding our lonely ... like it might go away, |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Sunshine, Thank you for the excellent. *L JM, This was a rewrite, but I thought it would be good to repost. Did you get my last Email? We did a walk through impossible wishes and things. Winkiewinkie, Stinky |
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rwood Member Elite
since 2000-02-29
Posts 3793Tennessee |
Very Wow! Can't seem to find the right words. Yep...you did it. Left me speechless! I guess I've made peace with the fact that I will always screw something up. And If I happen to get something right. Thank God!  You are so good for my brain.Sincerely, Regina |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Regina, Thank you for the WOW I appreciate your comments. Its nice to know you ring a bell once in a while. |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Seymour~ With poignancy of pen, you've done it again~ Superbly written, sir~ *Hugs* ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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