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Open Poetry #44

Loreena

Huan Yi
Member Ascendant

since 2004-10-12

Posts 6688
Waukegan

0 posted 2009-02-10 11:35 AM

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The sun sets
Low on
Desert mountains

The last light
Is blood red

We are
Very far
From home

The bitter bread
We eat alone
Not from
Affectionate hands

A cold wind
Weeps among
Grey leafless branches

Once proud trees
Long since dead

A single star
Throughout
The darkest night

The neighing
Of tired horses

Ridden
With sadness
By deliberate men

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Robert E. Jordan
Member Rara Avis

since 2008-01-25

Posts 8541
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

1 posted 2009-02-10 11:58 AM

John,

This is an interesting poem. It takes me back to the Australian Outback.

Bobby

Juju
Member Elite

since 2003-12-29

Posts 3429
In your dreams

2 posted 2009-02-10 12:09 PM

Lovely

-Juju

-Juju

-"So you found a girl
Who thinks really deep thoughts
What's so amazing about really deep thoughts " Silent all these Years, Tori Amos

secondhanddreampoet
Member Ascendant

since 2006-11-07

Posts 6394
a 'Universalist' !

3 posted 2009-02-10 06:47 PM

excellent imagery!

a most fine 'write'!!

HelmutB
Senior Member

since 2000-01-06

Posts 964
Canada

4 posted 2009-02-10 08:15 PM

Very nice. well done. This would not have anything to do with Loreena Mckennitt?
I saw a reply of yours with a link on U tube.
Regardless nice work

The ability to describe life with words is similar to painting a picture; both can be powerful tools.

gilead
Senior Member

since 2008-03-10

Posts 1067
nevada, USA

5 posted 2009-02-10 08:29 PM

Surreal, with a numbing beauty. One can almost hear the mourning of the wind in the dead trees.

art

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