»
Archives
»
Open Poetry #45
»
He Thinks Wisely (Repost)
| Open Poetry #45 |
|
He Thinks Wisely (Repost) |
|
Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA 
|
A face, burnished by winds and wave, salt and leaf, vine and reed.... A hand, calloused though smooth and caring, sensitive to the feel of femininity...yet, cautious, pensive. He thinks wisely of a time when wisdom only caressed the souls of politicians and the shriek of a band played against a conscience that knew only one choice. And he walked away, turning as he disappeared around the corner and climbed aboard the behemoth that knew the way to hell. A voice, somewhat wandering yet firm, hiding the stutter of a nervous twitch, never betraying the thoughts that a casual fire might unleash as a smooth vintage fell smoothly into the craw. But, beyond all this, it was the eyes, at times so very gold and green, at others.........somewhat less filled with the life that he was born with. Now, perched above the floor on a revolving stool, swaying back and forth in half circles.... Wondering, never knowing if it would ever stop and let his voice speak beyond the silence of his mind, allow his hand to clutch the small child.....his wisdom to fill the earth...that they might know and understand why, why he stands behind a curtain, staring out into the sun... wishing only to hear the mailman and a rusty lab that faithfully lay there, panting lightly.....wondering in his own way as well.... |
||
| © Copyright 2009 Barry J. Tackett - All Rights Reserved | |||
|
Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
quote: Such a sensitive write, dear Barry. There are those who continue to influence the world in a positive, wise way, even after silence is inflicted on them ... Great work. Love, Margherita |
||
|
Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
You are definitely the man behind the curtain in the kingdom of Oz...the man who sees being time, who sometimes sees beyond choice... Voices called, see me here and behold, one voice spoke. I read you as I always have: clear, clairvoiant, vibrant. Yet, Oz isn't you; it was me relying on a dream that led to more important times... if anything, a gift. Which you have always been. |
||
|
Bill Charles Member Patricius
since 2000-07-11
Posts 10619highways, & byways, for now |
Magnus - nice to read your writing once again whether it be a repost or new... BC |
||
|
BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
Classic Magnus poetry!! It's always so great to read you here. Good stuff~ |
||
|
Klassy Lassy Member Elite
since 2005-06-28
Posts 2187Oregon |
Ah, the noise... and then the silences which shriek within; it's the silences and curtains which close on Act III. To live a life you are not born to, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, waiting for the wisdom to be heard and innocence to hold within your palms. This leaves me blinking back real tears for the hopes not seen nor cherished in a quiet man. I'll blame it on looking into the sun, ok? Powerful writing. Karen |
||
|
Patricia Member Elite
since 2003-04-06
Posts 2160Missouri |
Indeed a powerful writing. I have missed reading your words... and writing my own. Patricia |
||
|
|
⇧ top of page ⇧ |
|
| All times are ET (US). All dates are in Year-Month-Day format. | ||
