Open Poetry #46 |
I Hope My Words Abide |
Gunslinger Senior Member
since 1999-10-09
Posts 901TX, USA |
I Hope My Words Abide Each day of our journey- Takes us closer to the end... Each turning of the trail, we face- New foes, or maybe friends. Each challenge met, and won or lost- Defeat, or victory... Does place another chisel stroke- On that sculpture known as Me! Now I’ve been writing poetry- Since nineteen ninety-eight. I’ll never sell, that’s just as well. I scribble on life’s slate. To leave my mark, a memory- For those who come behind... Graffiti down the halls of life... A glimpse into my mind. Unimportant? Likely so- Another nameless bard. Whom Death pursues relentlessly- And now He’s pressing hard. Yet still I’d like someone to know- He lived, he loved, he died. So tirelessly I scribble on... And hope my words abide. |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
I hope my words abide too. I guess that's why we write. Ida |
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2dalimit Member Elite
since 2000-02-08
Posts 2228Mississippi coast |
...Yet still I’d like someone to know- He lived, he loved, he died... Me too. Thanks, Melton |
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Balladeer
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
"To show the world I was" ends one of my poems. You say the same thing and very well, 'slinger. |
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Zeigeist Member
since 2009-12-09
Posts 311Michigan |
Very well said Mr. Slinger. Zeitgeist |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
In sharing there is joy. Beautiful words. Love, Margherita |
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