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XGarapanX
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0 posted 2008-06-21 11:52 PM




Eternal Brevity

A young man appears
From within a crowd of passers by
Wearing a slick, black overcoat.
He has on a pair of expensive loafers
So fresh that you can still hear the cow mooing.
His hair is immaculately trimmed
Over his perfect ears,
And his shades are so cool
That you forget to wonder
About the eyes behind them.
And when they catch the sun,
Flashing for a blinding second
Into your dazzled eyes,
You imagine for a moment
That he looked at you and noticed your stare.
What is his name, you wonder? Ken perhaps,
As you look around half expecting Barbie to appear.

He walks sideways from the flow
Of the bustling ordinaries around him,
And he stops by the trash basket
On the corner of the busy street.
You watch him pull out a silvery cigarette case,
One made of real silver,
Studded with diamond chips,
Velvet lined
With a push-button latch that still works.
He chooses a cigarette
And you wonder
As he drops it to the ground unlit
So the bums will have something to smoke...
A small ironic mercy
Bringing them one step closer
To the gift of death.

He moves up the block,
Somehow managing to avoid
Stepping on the trash
That's strewn around his feet.
He greets an old black man with an ancient hat,
Giving him a curt nod and dropping a coin in his cup
As he boldly plays his lively harmonica
For the disinterested crowd
In front of the Cafe that serves the Hospital.
The young man stays for a moment and listens
Before finding a seat on a stone bench
Where he gazes at the nurses
Staggering in and floating out of the Cafe--
Beautiful and Saintly,
Angels of tolerable pain...
Barely.

He glances at his gold Rolex
Then stands abruptly
Padding noiselessly across the street
In his suave, quiet shoes.
He walks a few more blocks
To the old church
Where he stops and stares silently
At the huge double doors,
Adorned becomingly with panes of stained glass
And polished brass trimming.
For a moment he appears as if he is going to go in,
Teetering imperceptably in his hesitation.
Suddenly, the church bells begin to ring
Sounding a joyous tune in precise synchronicity,
Having no significance beyond the marking
Of a strand of fleeting time
Forever passed.
The last chime of the last bell
Seems to linger forever,
Echoing into vast eternity;
It's note will not be duplicated
On this earth...

He turns on his heel and walks briskly away
Following the fading sound
As it dissipates into distant forgottenness
And is never heard
Again.


·´~`·­»Garapan«­·´~`·

© Copyright 2008 ·´~`·­»Garapan«­·´~`· - All Rights Reserved
OwlSA
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1 posted 2008-06-22 04:25 AM


My goodness, you did it!  

Exactly what you wanted!  

You had this reader hanging on every word, as the climax built up further and further . . . to its magnificently crafted anti-climax . . . and left me with no answer to the question that was burning throughout the poem - who was he?  Christ?  An angel?  An earthly saint?  A thief with a bit of a (or a huge?) conscience or compassion?  Just somebody who could have been you or I?  A rich person who had no compassion, but believed that it was a nice thing to do?  A figment of your/my/all readers' imagination?  A dream?  A character in a scene from a movie?  Or was that the whole movie?  A fictional cinematographical character in your poem?  Please don't answer.  That will spoil your poem for me and others, because not knowing is the point of the poem.

Well done!  This was excellent!

- Owl

serenity blaze
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2 posted 2008-06-22 10:12 AM


Nodding agreement here.

You made me forget I was reading.

I love when that happens.

Well done!

XGarapanX
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3 posted 2008-06-22 10:20 AM


My only reply is this... Thank you.

·´~`·­»Garapan«­·´~`·

JamesMichael
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4 posted 2008-06-23 09:53 PM


Wonderful...reminded me of the story telling in the French movie "Amelie"...James
graeshine2006
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5 posted 2008-06-23 10:09 PM


I think his name is Josh - and I want to know more about Josh.... you have me wondering.
A Romantic Heart
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6 posted 2008-06-23 10:27 PM


fascinating , You held my attention, especially with the details...

wonderful writing~

You know you're in love, when you can't fall asleep,because reality is finally better than your dream~Dr.Seuss

A Romantic Heart
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7 posted 2008-06-23 10:52 PM


I think this is a movie perhaps? I feel as though I have seen it before, but I can't seem to put a name to it....

well shoot, now my mind will be trying to think of the name of it all night....lol

I guess you like doing that to your readers...making them think about you...lol

Or maybe You are Ken?

XGarapanX
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8 posted 2008-06-24 06:39 AM


I'm being notified that people are commenting on this piece yet when I attempt to view the comments, I see nothing past the first two, so if I miss thanking anyone for their remarks good or bad, I do so now in advance. Thanks for viewing my poem, poets.

·´~`·­»Garapan«­·´~`·

OwlSA
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9 posted 2008-06-24 06:49 AM


I so agree with James, except that I don't know that movie, but what I mean is that the French moviemakers are known for their excellence, and I absolutely wrap myself up in the French movies I have seen - every detail, colour, texture, psychological moment is mushroom-tastingly (for someone who, like me, loves mushrooms) superb!  

- Owl

XGarapanX
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10 posted 2008-06-24 03:40 PM


Ah, that did the trick. I see you all now. Thanks again for reading, poets, and for your warm reviews a double thanks. And a triple thanks for your double visit, Sir Owl.

To the romantic one with the beautiful eyes and the query- Dear Poetess, if I were this "Ken" it would be vain and arrogant of me to say so. And if I were not, it would be a lie. Therefore, I say only this, he existed in my mind, at least. That much I can say for a truth.

·´~`·­»Garapan«­·´~`·

KeyLimeSorbet
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11 posted 2008-06-24 06:45 PM


very nice
BugBuggy
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12 posted 2008-06-24 09:28 PM


My goodness what a story teller I agree with all the above comments this was great..wonderful reading please continue to tell us more....next installment please...

BugBuggy

XGarapanX
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13 posted 2008-06-24 10:30 PM


Thank you KeyLime and Bug. I've seen your work and know I am in the presence of great poets, so I appreciate your comments.

·´~`·­»Garapan«­·´~`·

Margherita
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Eternity
14 posted 2008-06-25 07:21 PM


quote:
Having no significance beyond the marking
Of a strand of fleeting time
Forever passed.
The last chime of the last bell
Seems to linger forever,
Echoing into vast eternity;
Its note will not be duplicated
On this earth...


This was truly a captivating write, the imagery was very vivid indeed!

Love,
Margherita

XGarapanX
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15 posted 2008-06-25 07:26 PM


Thank you, Grand Poetess of the 11 gazillion posts!

·´~`·­»Garapan«­·´~`·

Robert E. Jordan
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16 posted 2008-06-25 07:33 PM


Yo XGarapanX,

This is well done.  It kept my interest all the way through.

Bobby

XGarapanX
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17 posted 2008-06-25 08:23 PM


My pleasure, and many thanks, Poet.

·´~`·­»Garapan«­·´~`·

LindsayP
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18 posted 2008-06-26 12:13 PM



He turns on his heel and walks briskly away
Following the fading sound
As it dissipates into distant forgottenness
And is never heard
Again.

You told a very thought provoking post with this one Garapan. much enjoyed.

Lindsay

XGarapanX
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19 posted 2008-06-26 03:45 AM


Thanks alot, mate.

·´~`·­»Garapan«­·´~`·

ThisDiamond
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20 posted 2008-06-28 08:59 AM


The sound of the church bell gave me shivers.
Impeccable, this perfect charcoal you have drawn in word art.

XGarapanX
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21 posted 2008-06-28 11:42 AM


I'm grateful for your positive response, and pleased that you enjoyed the writing, Diamond. Thank you.

·´~`·­»Garapan«­·´~`·

Roniece Dawson-Bruce
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22 posted 2008-06-29 02:43 AM


oh my goodness... I was mezmerised from start to finish.. a beautiful gifting you have gifted us thank you ...   love RDB

Be kind at heart....for everyone you meet has their own battle to fight.........

XGarapanX
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23 posted 2008-06-29 06:04 AM


It was wonderful of you to say so. Thank you.

·´~`·­»Garapan«­·´~`·

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