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For_Never
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since 1999-10-27
Posts 125
Cincinnati, oh, United States of America

0 posted 2000-04-10 03:38 AM


True to wrath I am,
afraid of who you could be
running from pathes unseen
dying from thing I am
never the truth shall run
save for the thing I sung,
Celts everlast have done

to sing the song unsung
blame be past,
and love unfound,
life true lived,
and hate  disgusted..
all we are, is all that we have..
lost a bit,
now found..
on we go..
and go we onward..
peace not lost..merely misplaced..
things we wove, gone for now,
things we had, home at last..
now we put to shoulder,
how have we lost forever,
die,
now we float forever,
just intime to be sober..
lastly...we must say..
we fear not night..
but day
so as thing blow toward home,
I am lost,
and dead..


Edward A. Beerman

© Copyright 2000 Edward A. Beerman - All Rights Reserved
Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666
California
1 posted 2000-04-10 04:31 AM


Great poem, Ed.  You write so profoundly... I'm ever intrigued by your messages.


Michael

Walter Poe
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since 1999-10-13
Posts 787

2 posted 2000-04-10 07:08 AM


brilliant poem enjoyed reading it very deep

Walter

  Hello darkness, my old friend,
I've come to talk with you again,
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left its seeds while I was sleeping,
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence.

Isis
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since 1999-09-06
Posts 6296
Sunny Queensland
3 posted 2000-04-10 11:32 PM


Deep and yearning Edward, like it's writer  

 A heart and soul are not judged by how much you love, but by how much you are loved by others...
~Isis~
(Goddess - Sovereign of the Spirit)



For_Never
Member
since 1999-10-27
Posts 125
Cincinnati, oh, United States of America
4 posted 2000-04-11 05:37 PM


Thaks all, I must admit, I was enubreated at the time of it's forging...so I am at a loss
...once again I am hit with the Steinbeck
syndrome..  

Micheal, Usually I don't reply to my own poem's remarks, but yours strikes me.....
How am I so profound as o stir you?

Walter poe, thanks for the comment, it does mean much...

An'a last, but by far not the least, m'Lady Isis, Ye have been a friend when sureness had left me....hanks for the rock that you had provided...

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