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Beyond the Dust
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Beyond the Dust |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA 
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She stood….there upon the precipice. Eyes focusing on a distant dust storm, wondering. Might this be the coming of my Lord, she asks Herself? Butterflies fluttering within the chest of this maiden. Might he be home at last, after these months away. Standing ever so still, reflecting on month’s that have felt an eternity, on the countless days when suitors badgered and attempted to court her. Nay, for her love was for him, even while she thought of the moments when HE, her love might have been unfaithful. Spoils of war some might say. The seed of man useless when not planted in the fertile soils… Remembering her, the flaxen haired wench with the eyes that saw a man’s soul. Eyes that would tear down kingdoms, shatter the sturdy walls of mighty castles. Eyes of deceit, of treachery. Widow’s eyes… Only she drew fear from her heart. For no man possessed such strength and resolve, no man.. Standing, gown fluttering in the coolness of yet another afternoon…..a tear traveling silently down a delicate cheek. She waits… |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
Barry... you paint a desolate and powerful protrait of the emotions here... a scene perhaps captured with thought that my minds eye, anyway, found pleasing in its understanding... nicely done as usual... not bad for an old man.. not bad at all..  |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
OMG! I cannot believe this! I just read poems by Ethel and gem, and each of them were :keepers: because they were my favorite poems of theirs'! Now I come across this masterpiece by you, that captures my passion and imagination, and it too is a  . I'm not one to save poems that often, but when a poem touches me, teaches me, or is of some other signicance--like brilliance!--I save them.One of your finest, Dear Poe-et!  Loves 'n hugs, Linda |
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garysgirl 
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
Standing, gown fluttering in the coolness of yet another afternoon…..a tear traveling silently down a delicate cheek. She waits… Barry, is there more?? Please? I love it when you write of the Lords and their Ladies. I'm keeping this one, too, Sir Magnus.  Hugs  Ethel |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Your best by far Barry! There has to be another chapter...yes? ~Smiles, Hugs & Sighs, Nancy~ ~ I've loved you forever, in lifetimes before ~ |
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SharaRose Member Elite
since 2003-07-19
Posts 2501Somewhere out there~ |
I've written so many poems. about so many things ..save ones about kings and queens. I've got to do that. Thanks for putting the thoughts back to do that. I don't know when it would be, but I love that period in time. I liked this...thanks for sharing!!   SharaRose @-->-- Of sound, and speech let all lift the hearer! |
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ctowen Member Elite
since 2001-10-18
Posts 2286Green Mountains of VT |
Yes, my friend ... beyond the dust, life still lives. I have placed this amongst the top ten of your best yet. Excellent work! |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
captivating, provocative Whether on the shoal or on the shore, |
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