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A Fool's Gold
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A Fool's Gold |
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Kevo Member
since 2004-06-02
Posts 466Navarro County, Texas, USA 
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A Fool's Gold Fond of life abundant he delivers himself wholly to the alybaster stone standing now beneath this lamenting willow. Summer eve delivers mourning gray to grieving strangers; foreign to him all. Faces, all but fleeting, faded memories. Days coupled with chaos commanded his greater mind. Yet, today bears witness to a greater love than that of yesterday. Why do they grieve for me? I tended nary to those poor lamenting souls, but ever to those who deemed my labor's love should be the greater still. Why now in the midst of my ascension have I been forsaken by myself? Lost still, even beyond mortality, unable to touch those grieving beneath the willow below me. Rain falls for me this day, but alas, I am a richer man. I have reconciled my lost soul with all of them although I stand away from them in wait.. Far below blind eyes see again. My son, who called upon his brother as father in my stead, I did not stay upon your steed for you. Through foul and desolate night split by foraying firelight, I did not hold your tiny hand. My elder son, who called upon me, your father in your father's stead, I failed you in understanding, In learning, and in teaching. In your age of innocence I stood away from you principled in this fools quest of the greater fool's gold. I have come to know you all, now when my touch has abandoned me and voice is but a trace in the wind. Epiphany in this late season, rests squarely upon heavy shoulders quenching this well of empty eyes. I weep for you, now. Blinded, now I see all things clearly. Labor loved sums Love lost. This fools gold delivered a wanting soul ever from his greatest rewards. Copyright, Kevin V. Reese, 2004 |
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Zinsser Senior Member
since 2001-02-27
Posts 1641Calif. |
I weep for you, now. Blinded, now I see all things clearly. Labor loved sums Love lost. This fools gold delivered a wanting soul ever from his greatest rewards. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ wisdom.... ~C~ |
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RSWells Member Elite
since 2001-06-17
Posts 2533 |
This was poingnant. What are all the shekels worth if the time to hoard them was stolen from the honest wealth of family? Good Thanksgiving eve post. I see you're in Corsicana. I sold tens of thousands worth of Corsicana mattresses in Houston and had some dealings with the guy that owns The Leather Stores who lives there. |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Nice writing...James |
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Kevo Member
since 2004-06-02
Posts 466Navarro County, Texas, USA |
Thank you for your kind, kind replies. They were much appreciated. RSWells, I think the Leather Store shut down. But, Corsicana Bedding is just down the street from where I work. Not a thing has changed along Hwy 31 here...since the 30's (judging from pictures). Got a Home Depot, Super Walmart, and a Gander Mountain though. Yipeee! Actually, I love living here. The suppression of progress is one of the endearing things I love about it. Slow, off the beaten path, etc. Don't forget it's the fruitcake capital of the world! Take care. Kevin |
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