Runes on a Transient Canvas

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JLHunter
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since 2006-10-08

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0 posted 2006-10-12 12:39 PM

Runes on a Transient Canvas

Pensive, at the summer’s end,
I drew a picture in the sand--
A Canvas for this transient land.
Borrowing what light would lend
Casts the shadows I would tend,
Where mem’ries make their final stand.

Sheltering from winter’s dawn,
To savor love for just this season,
Fall coerces summer’s treason.
Perhaps this last summer gone
Is prodding me to travel on.
Abandoning thought and reason?

Thinking of the days gone past,
I wonder at the ocean’s blue,
And contemplate the loss of you.
Summer love that wouldn’t last.
As summer passed by so fast,
The days and sunshine rushing through.

Light at last slips ‘neath the dunes,
As nighttime’s winds are blowing chill,
Ocean’s voices rising, shrill.
Bleeding, sand-etched, fading runes,
Catching ocean’s mournful tunes,
I feel your presence linger still.

Pinky: Gee, Brain, what are we going to do tonight?
Brain: The same thing we do every night, Pinky: try to take over the world!

ThisDiamond
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since 2002-02-22

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Michigan, USA

1 posted 2006-10-12 07:18 AM

Heartfelt expressions John.
Well written.
TD

JLHunter
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since 2006-10-08

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2 posted 2006-10-12 07:30 AM

Thanks, TD.

This was a "one of those moods" poem, written for that elusive lost love. Summers' ends can be a killer.

John

Pinky: Gee, Brain, what are we going to do tonight?
Brain: The same thing we do every night, Pinky: try to take over the world!

The Lady
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since 2005-12-26

Posts 7634
The Southwest

3 posted 2006-10-12 05:52 PM

oh, well
this is exquisite John

and that title is extraordinary...

Enchantress
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Canada eh.

4 posted 2006-10-12 06:00 PM

"Light at last slips ‘neath the dunes,
As nighttime’s winds are blowing chill,
Ocean’s voices rising, shrill.
Bleeding, sand-etched, fading runes,
Catching ocean’s mournful tunes,
I feel your presence linger still."

Oh my...at times you leave me speechless.
...this is one of those times...

Amazing write John...I so much enjoy your work.
~Smiles & Hugs, Nancy~

Autumn, the year's last loveliest smile~

JLHunter
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since 2006-10-08

Posts 557
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5 posted 2006-10-13 04:23 AM

Hi, TL.

That's a really sweet thing to say. I hate to admit it (becasue I try not to judge my own work), but this is one of my favorite poems. I am so happy that you really enjoyed it.

John xo

Pinky: Gee, Brain, what are we going to do tonight?
Brain: The same thing we do every night, Pinky: try to take over the world!

JLHunter
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since 2006-10-08

Posts 557
CA United States

6 posted 2006-10-13 04:26 AM

Hi, Nancy.

"Speechless,"...what a wonderful thing to say!

You are so kind. I really do appreciate all of your attention and thoughtfullness.

John xo

Pinky: Gee, Brain, what are we going to do tonight?
Brain: The same thing we do every night, Pinky: try to take over the world!

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