Open Poetry #45 |
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time prophet Member
since 2003-07-30
Posts 371In New Zealand Amongst the Ancient Trees |
I never knew That your presence would be my presents until that strange companion death with all its monstrous grace comes on shuffling feet Until then with all the lovely words unsaid I remain naught but a grey shadow on the edge of thought |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
some days I live in the shadows~~ always a pleasure~~ M |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
tp - It is said of a certain birth sign that they can creep like grey lizards or soar like eagles. It's all a matter of choice. I guess the same applies to a "grey shadow" but, you know, one can't "tackle" something that is vague and indistinct. Be bold and the shadow becomes likewise and then you face each other on equal ground with neither one being good or bad but part and parcel of each other. Ok - it's early in the morning here so that's my excuse. Good write but a sad one. Helen |
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anniepimm54 Member
since 2009-09-03
Posts 110 |
Hi Excellent poem very well written Thank you very much for sharing it with us |
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