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"The Pillar"
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"The Pillar" |
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Arius Miura de Galdri Member
since 2007-07-04
Posts 90Michigan, USA 
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"The Pillar" I think I need to build a wall To separate myself from all This chaos that is threatening To overrun my weary mind Or rather, I should run away To find a safer place to stay And organize my frantic thoughts Before my dwindling sense is gone But, no, I think my place is here Despite my ever-growing fear To be the pillar they cannot Until this storm has passed us by I pray they all can know, somehow, That though I seem detached for now I'll face this when the time has come That I can stand aside and grieve May 15, 2009 AMdG "My candle burns at both ends; it will not last the night; but ah, my foes, and oh, my friends--it gives a lovely light!" -Edna St. Vincent Millay |
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Alison 
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
I really hate to see poetry flit by with no responses. I want you to know that I read this and I enjoyed it. I like your writing style - A |
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Arius Miura de Galdri Member
since 2007-07-04
Posts 90Michigan, USA |
Thanks, Alison! I'm glad you enjoy my poetry, thanks a lot for replying. AMdG "My candle burns at both ends; it will not last the night; but ah, my foes, and oh, my friends--it gives a lovely light!" -Edna St. Vincent Millay |
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latearrival Member Ascendant
since 2003-03-21
Posts 5499Florida |
I also enjoy your work.Just sad and nothing we can say except you write sad nicely. latearrival |
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Arius Miura de Galdri Member
since 2007-07-04
Posts 90Michigan, USA |
Well, I can promise you that not ALL of my stuff is sad. I just lost my grandma in June, and it was as terrible blow for me, as she was a major part of my life. But as much as she meant to me, it wasn't anything compared to how much she meant to my parents. She was my dad's mother, but she was much more a mother to my mom than my mom's mother ever had been. They were very close, best friends even. My mother is usually the strong one in our family, but in this case, she just couldn't be that strength, that "pillar" that we needed, so I decided that I'd be the strong one for her this time, and put my own sorrow behind me until everyone else was alright. To be honest, its been six months since she passed away, and I'm still having a lot of trouble dealing with her death. I think I'm using my writing as a sort of self-therapy (which I've done before) and I hope that, soon, I'll finally be able to let her rest in peace. AMdG "My candle burns at both ends; it will not last the night; but ah, my foes, and oh, my friends--it gives a lovely light!" -Edna St. Vincent Millay |
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