Open Poetry #46 |
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Snow |
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Michael G Senior Member
since 2000-06-25
Posts 579Nashville |
Have I been lost all along, or this journey just beginning for me, this path is not what i intended nor one in which i wanted to endure. I have lost so value in my life the forces conspire to entrap me to pull me inward to length, to fail my soul and heart. Yet the wind my savior gently presses against my skin one small yearning fire smolders and must be addressed. The snow falls with languor, the moon lighting her face and I must travel once again to understand who I am. |
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JerryPat Senior Member
since 2010-10-30
Posts 1991Louisiana/America |
Sad, longing and moody writing, Michael. Don't know where everyone is today, the board isn't very active. To find the inner self is a journey we all must travel. Sometimes the way is chock full of life's version of potholes and maneuvering around them takes dexterity and finesse. To mimic is a form of praise unless |
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XGarapanX Senior Member
since 2008-06-19
Posts 1435Antarctica |
I like the vivid feeling behind this. ·´~`·»Brett«·´~`· |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Yes, travel to and then away again. Emotional survival can be a challenge. Loved this gem! Eric ain't doin nothin at all just answerin the call |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Never stop in that research! Snow is a wonderful "conductor" to pondering. This is quite intense and beautiful. Love, Margherita |
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