Open Poetry #48 |
Swing Low |
JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Swing Low If an angel came to me today and offered to carry my pain away I'd give a bucketfull and ask for a bucket full of happiness in exchange. JamesLee 17August 2012 |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
That would be good of you, James. I'll take a bucketful myself, although I'm pretty darn happy, maybe I'd just need a quarter of a bucket. ~*~ If they give you ruled paper write sideways. ~*~ |
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Startime1955 Senior Member
since 2012-04-22
Posts 1072Alberta, Canada |
Good choice...love it...*BIG HUGS* *may our dreams ever be magical* |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
I reckon angels don't offer. One has to ask and then I reckon the only bartering tool is love. And now don't ask me the reason why we sometimes don't receive because I can't answer that one. Helen |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
That's a beautiful thought, dear James. Just mentally put that bucket of pain at the feet of your Guardian Angel and you will instantly feel the lightness and you will be happy for the gift. Love and joy. Margherita |
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Marsha
since 2000-07-10
Posts 7423Maidstone Kent England |
James beautiful writing, is this good? You know it is, love the flow within the lines of this, absolutely excellent. as always Mushy x x x x x x x Tomorrow is another day I don't know what it holds |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
James, I love the title, reminiscent of that beautiful song, 'Swing low, sweet chariot'. I love your poem too and am sad that you have so much pain. However, I have learned in my 66½ years that pain is almost always (and perhaps always) the price we pay for joy - and not speaking generally, but that the very person/thing/situation that is causing so much pain is because of the joy that that person/thing/situation did bring/could have/would have brought. Imagine if you were so hard-hearted that you couldn't feel the pain. That would be infinitely sadder. One can eventually rise above/learn to rise above pain - or at least reach a level where it isn't so unbearable - or one can learn to live with it - but to change from being without joy or pain is infinitely more difficult, if at all posssible. I miss my previous animals especially the last 3 I had very intensely every day and they have been gone from Earth now for 10, 2½ and 2 years respectively. I hold on to the pain willingly, because I couldn't bear to be without the bond that I feel with them continually. Sorry, I am rambling. My point is that if you look at that pain again, perhaps there is a blessing in it somewhere - I know of at least one - the poem it birthed. Owl |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
Excellent write, James. 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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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
Nice, my friend. j. |
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