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Aeon |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Aeon The tender touch of friends Feeling for me in my surreal daze Searching for words to ease back a sobering truth That loss is a heavy thing Such weight, as to make soundless the earth Muting sensitive and vivid even the wind The closest kind cannot reprieve inevitable silence Unfathomable, then unconscionable Life demands continuance, responsibility and faith The longest lasting winter prevails until it is done Seasons pass translucent, miming the memory they knew And so on, until spring finally comes Holding against me, as if comfort from the final chill Though, what should be said and hoped to know Nothing leaves this world unfinished Called early, simply speaks the artists mind upon conception Taking back all innocence, held close in God’s arms Beyond the sun, a universe is born Making heard in the human heart all that needs be said Nothing leaves this world unfinished For perfect is the love that made it so Copyright Kkh 4/29/08 |
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steavenr Member Elite
since 2003-11-17
Posts 4058 |
"Seasons pass translucent, miming the memory they knew" Wish I could claim that poetic gem--exquisite write...beautiful in all its aspects |
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Artic Wind Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 8080Realm of Supernatural |
The tender touch of friends..." WOW!-- This line in the whole poem is my fav because it speak volume, and friends are so important in many peoples lives! And i dont know why else this is my line that i like...hmmm  ARCTIC WIND |
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WindWalker Senior Member
since 2001-10-12
Posts 1218 |
Another good one!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! |
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