Open Poetry #43 |
Atonement |
Tim Senior Member
since 1999-06-08
Posts 1794 |
He walks alone on paths unknown beneath a silent moon, From lake remote a single note, comes call of distant loon, A second's pause, as in him gnaws thoughts of long ago, Moving on, past thoughts now gone in balm of night's bestow. |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
ah... so it isn't just ME today. I've always thought that you write beautifully, Tim, but it's especially moving when our moods match. (Let's blame it on the moon, yes?) |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
Lovely poem, Tim. Fits my mood too. Ida |
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tsu Junior Member
since 2008-10-20
Posts 29u.k. |
such a lovely write..short but so haunting. |
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