Open Poetry #48 |
No Gray |
passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
Life, like playing along with the acoustic version of God Bless This Broken Road, I'm no good at it. Death, like a coiled up copperhead you don't see till you step on it, I'm in fear of it. No other option... it's black or white. |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Death should not be feared, passing shadows. It should not be welcomed either unless we are in so much pain it would be a Godsend. Death is just a fact of life, like being born and living. I think this whole thing about birth, living and death might could have had more thought put into it, but it seems it is all we have. ~*~ If they give you ruled paper write sideways. ~*~ |
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MARK V SHELDON Member Elite
since 2001-06-21
Posts 3015In a corporeal internship... |
Heh, heh... Says, YOU! I say: Steer over that snake with a Rebel Yell and then whistle Dixie! Good to read you again, my friend! -MVS You CAN make a difference, but first you should learn how: |
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secondhanddreampoet Member Ascendant
since 2006-11-07
Posts 6394a 'Universalist' ! |
Haven't seen the 'white' ... but, I agree that there really is no 'gray' ... and WAY to many dark wolves on most horizons ... 'black' is now the basal color of far too many lives amid this 'Runaway American Dream' ... |
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Goldenrose Member Elite
since 2003-05-30
Posts 3665 |
Hope you always stay in lifes bright light...your far too good a poet to always be in the dark.. Goldenrose. music was my refuge.i could crawl into the spaces between the notes and curl my back to loneliness - Maya Angelou |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
Once, a few years ago, I awoke in the middle of the night and my right eye saw the room as black (as black as it is in your bedroom in the middle of the night anyway), but my left eye saw white - as stark and bright as the sun. Even when I closed that eye, it still saw white. The other black. This lasted about 5 or 6 minutes and scared the b-jeebies out of me. Then it slowly cleared and I saw the same from both eyes again. I saw the world, again. Every since I never believed in only black and white, because I know black and I know white, and life is anything but. And I strive to live everyday knowing life that way. j. |
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