Open Poetry #41 |
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Winter Redemption |
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secondhanddreampoet Member Ascendant
since 2006-11-07
Posts 6394a 'Universalist' ! ![]() |
Winter Redemption When late-November rains steal the sunlight’s promise, and a chill wind-song wraps long, cold fingers about the mind and soul, leaving only… a lonely, haunted, brittle heart brooding and bereft of all hope, one remembers each and every plan and dream…long abandoned, (like forlorn and broken sentinels) standing forever on the chasmic edge of chance, and time, and life misspent. Yet all that is dark and grim and sad… must ultimately surrender, to the simple, healing promise of a lovely Winter snow! ~ |
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Roniece Dawson-Bruce Member Ascendant
since 2000-01-29
Posts 5689Sydney, Australia |
Yet all that is dark and grim and sad… must ultimately surrender, to the simple, healing promise of a lovely Winter snow Bruce, these lines are beautiful along with your other words of course... but the very last line left me with a smile... thank you RDB x Be kind at heart....for everyone you meet has their own battle to fight......... |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
When late-November rains steal the sunlight’s promise, and a chill wind-song wraps long, cold fingers about the mind and soul beautifully expressed melancholy, dear Bruce! Love your fine poem. love, Margherita |
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illusiveangel Member
since 2007-10-22
Posts 72Liverpool, UK |
Oh this was truly beautiful and so very engaging from the beginning. Certainly very true of I think how many of us feel.... beatiful wording, Illusive x |
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Midnitesun![]()
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
"surrender, to the simple, healing promise of a lovely Winter snow!" ![]() |
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ArtSolstice Member
since 2007-03-18
Posts 498 |
Thoreau looked into his "perfect forest mirror," Walden Pond, and said --"the beholder measures the depth of his own nature." When he surveyed the pond’s depth in 1846 before the ice melt, he discovered – to his surprise - that its greatest depth was not found in its center, but at the intersection of the lines of greatest length and width. Amazed, he said, "What I have observed of the pond is no less true in ethics," proposing -- "Draw lines through the length and breadth of the aggregate of a man's particular daily behaviors and waves of life into his coves and inlets, and where they intersect will be the height or depth of his character." I see Thoreau among the influences here in your writing, and especially in this poem’s beginning and end. Superb, Poet! Greatly enjoyed. |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
I think we all feel weight of the past at times but when you are able to use it to create such beauty with words then even sadness and longing has it's purpose. Ida |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
poet you always do what you do so well I love this |
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