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LngJhnAg
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0 posted 2002-01-04 03:18 PM



                         The web sends her whispers into the wind,
                         "We'll be here forever. We need you."
                         You know it is true, and so you rush in.
                         Do you wish Father Time would speed you?

                         "Welcome. You've got mail!" she'll say.
                         Do you see your destiny near you?
                         Have you noticed your life slipping away?
                         Do you wish Father Time would fear you?

                         Do you long for those sweeter young days?
                         I'm sorry, dear one, they don't know you.
                         Your pining is wasted as life flits away.
                         Do you wish Father Time would slow you?

                         When you're moving too fast in the dim light,
                         Does Memory Lane ever scare you?
                         Time can pass slowly, but never at night.
                         Do you wish Father Time would spare you?

                         As your life swiftly passes you by,
                         As regrets spring out to greet you,
                         As you look back for pain's respite.
                         Do you wish Father Time would heal you?

                         You're not Time's child and he's not your friend.
                         Your days have been numbered for you.
                         Your desperate hunger only speeds your end.
                         Do you think Father Time will ignore you?

                         The web sends her whispers into the wind,
                         "We'll be here forever. We need you."
                         With her siren's call she beckons you in,
                         So that Father Time can bleed you.

[This message has been edited by LngJhnAg (01-04-2002 03:26 PM).]

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Lorelei54
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1 posted 2002-01-04 03:22 PM


one of my favorites of all times
and oh does she bleed you
drops of blood you will never forget...sigh
ily

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2 posted 2002-01-04 03:23 PM


Wow...this speaks of all escapism addictions I think. (You'd think I'd KNOW, huh?)

Thought-provoking, LJ. Enjoyed much.


Gentle Spirit
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3 posted 2002-01-04 03:29 PM


If I just said wow would it be enough??  
ok.......ok........wonderful.  *s*

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)

Soleil Noir
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4 posted 2002-01-04 03:32 PM



Sir...this is....very thought provoking.  Thank you for sharing your wisdom...which I note, old timers often have....

suthern
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5 posted 2002-01-04 04:16 PM


An excellent, thought-provoking write, sailor... well done!! I particularly love these lines

You're not Time's child and he's not your friend.
Your days have been numbered for you.
Your desperate hunger only speeds your end.
Do you think Father Time will ignore you?

They remind me of that old saying "this is life, not a dress rehearsal"... so we'd better get it right. *S* Like I said... I like it much. *S* Great work!

                        

Irish Rose
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6 posted 2002-01-04 04:26 PM


I really enjoyed this one, lots here.  Very good write

My perception of truth will somehow never quite be the same..and so I write.

Janet Marie
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7 posted 2002-01-06 01:37 AM


                                               The web sends her whispers into the wind,
                                             "We'll be here forever. We need you."
                                             You know it is true, and so you rush in.
                                             Do you wish Father Time would speed you?

                                             "Welcome. You've got mail!" she'll say.
                                             Do you see your destiny near you?
                                             Have you noticed your life slipping away?
                                             Do you wish Father Time would fear you?

                                             Do you long for those sweeter young days?
                                             I'm sorry, dear one, they don't know you.
                                             Your pining is wasted as life flits away.
                                             Do you wish Father Time would slow you?
==============================================

mirror mirror on the wall ... did anyone see the moth take the fall ........

*sigh* ... I seem to be at a loss for words ... (if you knew the irony of me finding this tonite)
give my respects and regards the lovely Lady L ...she will know why. *s*
well done poet sir ...
jm

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8 posted 2002-01-06 01:51 AM


welp, how true it is...didn't see it until I had to get another hard drive and i was without it for five days...made me think...what life did I have before the internet? I got to where i didn't want the computer back...but now I know to only surf in moderation
Dee
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9 posted 2002-01-06 02:15 AM


Long John, Janet talks of the irony of it all. Well I have just had the lecture of my life from a dear friend on this very subject! Do you think maybe he is right?
Wise words, thanks.

Dee

I wish you every happiness and may you always have the best of the good things in life.     a brand

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10 posted 2002-01-06 02:28 AM


And to think, I almost didn't take the time to read this evening's posts! Imagine that!
"Resurgence" by one of our newest poets, Ladyhawke, is also about time, though not necessarily internet related time. Well, that's all the time I have for tonight. Good write!

[This message has been edited by Midnitesun (01-06-2002 02:30 AM).]

Kethry
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11 posted 2002-01-06 07:29 AM


LJA,
How did I get to become so old...father time has bled me. Oh! old and wise one...How'd you get to be so smart?
Keth

Here in the midst of my lonely abyss, a single joy I find...your presence in my mind.  Unknown



peppermint35
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12 posted 2002-01-06 07:43 AM


Definitely a provocative write... you've made me think.. ouch.. now my head hurts ::laughs::

Such wisdom and penned so lyrically.

Pepper
"A poem is the very image of life expressed in its eternal truth."
   Percy Bysshe Shelley

Elizabeth Santos
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13 posted 2002-01-06 10:25 AM


Mike
This is just splendid!, (she says as she's off to Staples to buy a new ink cartridge.)
Very clever and true. Time does slip away when you're distracted by a human-like box that you have control over, or that has control over you. Anyway i wrote to my complaining children:

Silence fills the rooms and halls
And I alone among these walls
A moment’s peace to contemplate
Of here and now, and not of fate

The silence is to me a sound
A heartbeat’s pulse that firmly pounds
Reminding me the endless drone
That I am truly home alone

And when I see my empty plight
I scramble to turn on that light
I hit the web and there I sit
And that is just the end of it

More hours there than I predicted
But I swear I’m not addicted

This is in jest. but it makes me wonder if I'm missing all the sunsets I write about.
Your poem hits home  -  hard
Very true perspective and vwry well written

Liz


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14 posted 2002-01-06 10:48 AM



Ah, as you so cleverly point out, and as Lady Santos has expounded upon, we need to delegate our time alloted very carefully...

so, Lady Santos, view the sunsets, please, but then...then...

in the dark of night
long after glow's twilight,
come to us with your pen
and speak of ever-then

give a thought, leave a ponder
let our hearts peacefully wander
over shores and shoals of ever-more
please, come tap upon our door

Join with Sy, our Sailor, and 'Deer, too
stir us all a poetry stew
leave your words, with cheese and wine
while you endeavor to entwine

so I may view in small wee hours
soft penned words your heart has scoured
so I might learn at your door
how to write, of ever-more...

LngJhnAg
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15 posted 2002-01-06 10:55 AM


Thank you all for seeing in this what I refused to see in a time before I wrote it.  Father Time may bleed us, but we supply the razor.

Liz - Thank you for dedicating a poem to me through your response.  I hope your life finds peace in all you do.

Sunshine - Your poem is great!  You should not have hidden it here.

Again, thank you one and all.

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