Open Poetry #40 |
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Love is....... |
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Rod Member
since 1999-12-08
Posts 149Auckland New Zealand |
In the petals of the poppies as they fall on Flanders fields; In the hearts of congregations dwells the mighty power it wields. From the eyes of little children to the voices of the old It comes and goes, but never dies, and can’t be bought or sold. It counts no class or standing, or our economic state; It knows no social etiquette, yet may decide our fate. It can make a wise man foolish, quite unable to respond; It can humble kings and princes, yet exalt a vagabond. It’s the tie that binds our spirits . . . it’s the force that drives us on. It heals us when it touches but it hurts us when it’s gone. And there are those who’ve died for it, and others who have cried Because it came so fleetingly . . . before it was denied. But without it all would perish and be meaningless and void It’s a gift to all humanity . . . a song to be enjoyed. It’s the core of our existence, it’s the reason for our birth; It abides through all eternity, beyond our time on earth. It knows no fear or malice, asking just that we believe; And blessed is the soul that gives . . . it shall the more receive. It has no worth in rubies, or in silver, or in gold, Yet it lives today as surely as in miracles of old. |
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Roniece Dawson-Bruce Member Ascendant
since 2000-01-29
Posts 5689Sydney, Australia |
Rod.... well said!!! what beautiful words you speak! ![]() Be kind at heart....for everyone you meet has their own battle to fight......... |
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steavenr Member Elite
since 2003-11-17
Posts 4058 |
sir, you have the gift...I can see this being read in Carnegie Hall with a hundred piece orchestra playing a majestic anthem in the background, while Alexander Scourby (or any superb reader) reads these majestic words to a crowd hushed by their beauty and transfixed by their weight.. |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
So very very beautiful... This is...love. ![]() In the midst of winter, |
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