Open Poetry #47 |
Desiderium II |
secondhanddreampoet Member Ascendant
since 2006-11-07
Posts 6394a 'Universalist' ! |
Desiderium II (on the cusp of Winter) Grey November day conjuring memories of all of life and loves forever lost beneath a glowering sky that weeps for Autumn passing. Bare trees line the damp, dead ground like forgotten sentinels of relentless sorrow, leaning together to a cold-indifferent wind in furtive whisper, with every abandoned heart, of endless longing for another world … another Spring. --- b. e. adams (11/16/2011) |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
You lament very well, good buddy. This was very well written and felt. ~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways ~*~ |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
You write so eloquently from the heart. The seasons are like our emotions, there is stillness and beauty in all things. If we are truly lucky we are content with the endless cycle of change and bewilderment. |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
Blues said it best. Great write! JL Love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul,and with all your mind. Love your neighbor as yourself. |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
A sad but very elegant tapastry of words. One that befits the master poet. Ida |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
with every abandoned heart, of endless longing for another world … another Spring. Very poignant and beautiful! *S* |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
You are the master of melancholy. But there is joy in the anticipation ... Margherita |
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