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The face of love
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The face of love |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa 
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Like sugar to a bear delivered with due flair from a planet or the moon but I never even asked came the face of love dressed like mortal man with a suitcase of soul heavy with its load. It pondered while it wandered aimlessly abroad and heard the call of home as footsteps hit the road which echoed in the ether like thunder overhead and infiltrated dreams with messages unclear. On it walked with grace though none could see its face in the rain of daily life that made it run for cover in passageways of darkest days sent to rent asunder the nuts and bolts, reality, that held it all together. Dissected inch-by-inch components littered sinks until life with artful hands washed it down the drain and forced it to remain in the pool of humankind waiting for the strength to escape the awful stench. It lies there now awaiting renewed energy to propel it forward on and up towards another land but if you listen carefully you’ll hear its mournful call and feel its pain and anguish in the early morning dawn. Listen how it moans and longs so much for home, listen very carefully maybe deep inside your soul! Helen |
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Robert E. Jordan Member Rara Avis
since 2008-01-25
Posts 8541Philadelphia, Pennsylvania |
Yo dear Helen, This poem is well organized and written. It has a clear message. Love Bobby |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Thanks so much, Bobby. I realize now how simple my old stories were compared to the new which sometimes even confuse me. Perhaps we humans naturally complicate "the simple" and maybe this is a means of avoidance. I don't know though - sorry, I do know but don't know that I know. Talk about complicated! Whew! Helen |
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