Open Poetry #48 |
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Michael G Senior Member
since 2000-06-25
Posts 579Nashville |
Could I visit this day again and think of nothing but the wind think upon the past as light think upon the fallen life To such is grace among the stars that harbor truth of what we are in silent anguish to find how once again I can climb The waking of my soul to keep is nothing more than my own heart weak from the pain I have kept to hold my own that clamors me down to hell's door And wish to this my last great fight the one I hold inside tonight to let loose all of this to let the wind once more carry me |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Hopefully some day soon the wind will carry you to where it wants you to go. ~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways. ~*~ |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
well written so all can relate and understand. Soulful. Lori :0 |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Very poignant, intense write. Margherita |
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EmmaRose Senior Member
since 2011-03-02
Posts 1376Midwest |
the hearts feels this deeply,its plea to be filled with love |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
Could feel the angst throughout, my friend. enjoyed. j. |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
The wind is a favorite stranger, one that sometimes holds us folds us and takes us elsewhere. Excellent poem. |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Touching piece of work here. Love the phrazing and the wind has always held a magical quality to me. You did it justice. Michael |
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