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| Open Poetry #43 |
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'Reality' Lost |
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secondhanddreampoet Member Ascendant
since 2006-11-07
Posts 6394a 'Universalist' ! 
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‘Reality’ lost In the final wake of sunset as a glorious Autumn moon peeks around all star-river corners, shall I dare to dance in this glorious moonlight?... and will my lonely shadow sing anthems to the evening mist and restless wind?... (for they are more akin, and ‘real’ than I have ever been) here where the last of faith and hope lie forlorn and trembling on the barren, frost-etched ground. --- b.e. adams (9/19/08) |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
You always set the mood and create a scene that ebbs and flows, with feeling. Really nice~ |
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Robert E. Jordan Member Rara Avis
since 2008-01-25
Posts 8541Philadelphia, Pennsylvania |
Yo Secondhanddreampoet, This is very good work. Sometimes it's not good to be real, where we tend to glory in the horror we create. Bobby |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
"and will my lonely shadow sing anthems to the evening mist and restless wind?... (for they are more akin, and ‘real’ than I have ever been)" In reality, you ARE the mist and wind, in all their myriad of presentations. There are no lines of separation, no space, between you and all that exists in the universe.  You know this to be true deep down in the core of who you are, Deep-time poet. |
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steavenr Member Elite
since 2003-11-17
Posts 4058 |
"here where the last of faith and hope lie forlorn and trembling on the barren, frost-etched ground" cool phrasing...love the words and the mood they emote...excellent ending...brings the reader where you want them...sorta like a parachute...gently, stoicly, surely |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
quote: What scenery! Simply awesome, dear Bruce! Love, Margherita |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
Beautiful, deep sensitive poem fraught with meaning on so many levels. I agree with all the responses before me, and particularly love Kacy's reply. Your poem is full of happy sadness and sad happiness, full of hopelessness and faith, you are the epitome of both reality and surreality. Most of all you are a wonderful poet and a wonderful person. I think this is my favourite of all of your poems that I have read to date. - Owl |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
there's no line left to choose poet but that's fine I love the whole poem |
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echolong Junior Member
since 2008-09-17
Posts 22 |
sigh. beautiful. Old Echo |
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WTBAKELAR
since 2008-09-09
Posts 1089Utah, USA |
No, this one could be repeated many a time with out me getting tired of it. "and will my lonely shadow sing anthems to the evening mist and restless wind?... Thats Good Stuff. |
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Pilgrimage Member Elite
since 2001-12-04
Posts 3945Texas, USA |
I wanted to dance in the moonlight. But my lonely shadow can't sing when hope lies panting her last on the ground, and my reality is as tenuous as the mist. Nan (Pilgrim variety) |
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