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The Rock and The Willow
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The Rock and The Willow |
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timothysangel1973
since 2001-12-03
Posts 1725Never close enough 
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I watched him wring his hands together like that of an old dishrag dishrags I thought, much the way I feel at this minute used, and tossed aside, as if I am nothing nothing special nothing worth loving nothing worth dying for just nothing His eyes worn and worried, a million heartaches flooded the water there water, I steadied my muse on, flowing, always changing, never in one place long much like me for the past 30 years afraid to plant my feet always fearing fearing what hasn't happened fearing the worst that surely will, because it always has ...and it did His voice trembled when he spoke, he was imploding from the outside in I could sit and talk forever on the way walls come down within mine have fallen billions of times, ruins there now... peices and places of things I've been And I too tremble when I speak, even when I sleep... just thinking of him Rock of Gibraltor I called him then, and still do, even in his weakness you see, he can hold it in for so long so long that everyone around thinks that he doesn't give a nickle but, he does he's just full of stubborn pride but even he cried that day on that cold Thursday in January Things have changed for us all since then since then no one sleeps with both eyes closed and peace just wont come, even in the darkest hours of the night You see no one knows what he and I have walked through no one knows the fires that have scorched our hearts No one ever will, this is ours, and only we can see past this moment without becoming stuck in the past He and I, the rock and the willow One that sways with the gentlest of movements and one... That stands strong for the ones that bend.  Choose to live, and love and all the in betweens. Dry your eyes, and shelter your heart and let the pendulum swing. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
 wonderful piece! |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
He and I, the rock and the willow One that sways with the gentlest of movements and one... That stands strong for the ones that bend. Very nicely done Tima! Loved the closing lines.  |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
Things have changed for us all since then since then no one sleeps with both eyes closed and peace just wont come, even in the darkest hours of the night Hugs, life continually changes, we grow through the hard times...this was a poem, I know I'll come back to read, again and again...thank you for sharing.... |
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Beki Senior Member
since 1999-09-15
Posts 1569Newport Beach, CA, USA |
This is beautiful with some very powerful imagery...a fine portrait painted here |
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