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secondhanddreampoet
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since 2006-11-07

Posts 6394
a 'Universalist' !

0 posted 2007-07-04 06:02 PM

          Before the Summer Wind

Run wild and free
before the Summer wind
through the smoky-crimson twilight,
while shimmering mountains
still dance with the setting sun…
for we are but frail ‘time-shadows’
  upon an endless sea;
(lost stardust-shades
  on the tides of eternity)
and all the fleeting hints
  of fame and beauty
shall faster fade...
than a swirling Autumn mist,
to die in the Winter’s crisp
  indifference!

froggy
Senior Member

since 2003-06-23

Posts 1893
Michigan

1 posted 2007-07-04 06:29 PM

The only word I can find to discribe this is
beautiful.

:-)

Until he extends the circle of his compassion to all living things,
man will not himself find peace."

Albert Schweitzer,
Nobel Peace Prize Wi

Patricia
Member Elite

since 2003-04-06

Posts 2160
Missouri

2 posted 2007-07-04 09:26 PM

WOW! I am so glad I read this piece of perfection. Such beautiful imagery gift wraps your message.

Patricia

paullallady
Member

since 2007-04-03

Posts 262
Michigan

3 posted 2007-07-04 11:32 PM

"for we are but frail ‘time-shadows’
upon an endless sea;"
this is the most amazing wording, wow. great job.

ArtSolstice
Member

since 2007-03-18

Posts 498

4 posted 2007-07-05 01:44 PM

Having no words with which to reply to this amazing, superb writing, in dialogue with it I offer you Shelley's Ozymandias, which so many artists know well, and often by heart:

I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: "Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown
And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed.
And on the pedestal these words appear:
`My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings:
Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!'
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,
The lone and level sands stretch far away.

Drauntz
Member Elite

since 2007-03-16

Posts 2905
Los Angeles California

5 posted 2007-07-05 05:25 PM

another perfect piece.

beautiful.

very polished

passing shadows
Member Empyrean

since 1999-08-26

Posts 45577
displaced

6 posted 2007-07-05 08:40 PM

such beautiful nature poems you write!

ArtSolstice
Member

since 2007-03-18

Posts 498

7 posted 2007-07-06 02:17 PM

Re-reading this again ... it is just so
excellent!

Mysteria

Member Laureate

since 2001-03-07

Posts 18328
British Columbia, Canada

8 posted 2007-07-06 02:35 PM

This was exquisite.

Gentle Spirit
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since 2000-10-09

Posts 13989

9 posted 2007-07-06 02:35 PM

So very beautiful!

Midnitesun

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since 2001-05-18

Posts 28647
Gaia

10 posted 2007-07-06 04:45 PM

Bruce, in my humble opinion, this is one of your finest poems. In both word choice and rhythmic flow, it truly defines the parameters of 'magnetic' poetry.

hoot_owl_rn
Member Patricius

since 1999-07-05

Posts 10750
Glen Hope, PA USA

11 posted 2007-07-11 06:54 PM

for we are but frail ‘time-shadows’
upon an endless sea;

damn...I wish I'd come up with that line! Again your use of language and flow make this poem a soon to be classic

Ruth

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