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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California 
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Disclaimer Just bear with me a moment, son, While the disclaimers fall... I never wrote about "anyone." I simply wrote about ALL! A tired man, wretched and worn, I've let truth guide this pen. Still, condemned to this hell, forlorn... Just know I'd do it again. My life, a trial, granting sentence Before I knew first breath, Has but shown me true repentance Can only come with death. Now, Death, while wringing anxious hands, Grins as draws nigh his prize; 'Er true to his vile demands Has first laid claim my eyes... And not the eyes that grant me sight, But the eyes that grant me vision. The eyes that perceive wrong and right And guide me to decision... The eyes that hear lies in your voice While you're asking God's blessing... The eyes that show life's about choice, Not about second guessing. And so, as waking moments wane, Crisp notions melt away; Though I still smile, trying to explain That really, "I'm O.K." Pure irony, this darkened prince Couldn't have dreamt a darker ending, In all that time trying to convince You all I wasn't pretending. A pretender is all I've ever been, Though I was just trying to feel real. But the truest darkness lies unseen, And some wounds you know you can't heal. And if all I've ever felt is alone, Misunderstood, and jaded; How could I unreap seeds so long ago sewn, To ever hope to be more than dissuaded? A broken man, an endless mile; My wasting eyes can finally tell There is no light to make worthwhile The pain of each dying brain cell. When Clarity of Thought's stolen from you, The only thing you've held since your youth... You can't recall, exactly, what it is you rue; Only that it's found in Courts of Clouded Truth. Michael Anderson [This message has been edited by Michael (07-20-2013 03:43 PM).] |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Best damn poem I have ever read of yours, Michael, and THAT is saying a lot. You said what needed to be said, as you always do, but this one skewered the fusion of real and the great con. "But the truest darkness lies unseen, And some wounds you know you can't heal" Yes . . . . . ~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways. ~*~ |
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Ron
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-05-19
Posts 8669Michigan, US |
Wow. |
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Poet deVine
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
Powerful. There is so much feeling in this. I agree it is ONE of your best..but then there are so many of yours that are best. Amazing poem Michael. Simply amazing. |
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Nan
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
You continue to outdo yourself, Mike - Or at least you seem to. You're just that good..  |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
Impressive, Michael. Ida |
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Startime1955 Senior Member
since 2012-04-22
Posts 1072Alberta, Canada |
Very Powerful...*HUGS* *may our dreams ever be magical* |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Excellent! "The eyes that hear lies in your voice While you're asking God's blessing..." He he love the whole context. Eric |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
The eyes that show life's about choice, Not about second guessing. I could only echo Ron's "wow" on my first few reads... and still feel like anything I say will seem silly and inadequate. It's been said time and again that you bleed poetry... This is such a powerful pour of emotion, I hold out my arm and offer a transfusion... with a prayer your pen never runs dry. |
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ebonygirl Member Elite
since 2011-07-14
Posts 2000California U.S.A |
"I never wrote about "anyone" I simply wrote about all" FANTASTIC, Michael! Ms. E |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Thanks for the compliment Jer, it is saying a lot. I didn’t really even think this poem was worth posting when I wrote it… shows you what I know. It is the real that makes us poets, though, and when you finally realize it’s all real, well then it’s usually too late to do anything about it. Ron, Nan, Sharon, well now, I certainly wasn’t expecting to see this plethora of greats here for this. I guess this is where the real disclaimer must come in. Although the isolation I’ve tried to represent in this poem is 100% true of the feeling I’ve carried through life, I especially want/need the 3 of you, and in fact all of Passions to know that this forum is the only place I have ever experienced a true feeling of comfort and welcome. I thank you all for that, and especially you, Ron, for opening the Dark forum at my behest, and the acceptance that followed, allowing me to share publically what otherwise might have long ago died within me. You ARE my family. Know that I love you all. So far as my medical condition, the doctors have no answers for me… the lost time episodes are more and more frequent, and the memory lapses more and more severe. Just know I will not go gently into that good light, lol… and when I do I will be taking some darkness with me. Ida, Starttime1955, Eric, Ms. E, thank you all. I’m glad you enjoyed the read. Ruth, there’s not much room left on these arms for another needle hole. Even so, so long as I’m breathing, I will breathe, or bleed, poetry for you all. |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
... and Ron, I know that "Wow!" from you was probably just for all the mispelling... Know that I seldom get to a computer these days, and that when I post, it's all-thumbs Anderson texting it in from a cell-phone. Forgive me for what slips by the non-existant spell check in my head. Michael |
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Paul Wilson
since 2002-07-07
Posts 4711United States |
Michael...Just wanted to let you know you are not alone my friend on this path you travel thru life on. Like i've said before your poetry always moves me and causes me to pause and look at life thru your eyes. Really great writing...Paul ~~To share my poems with you is to share my heart with you~~ Paul |
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