Open Poetry #49 |
Sign my Lines: |
devina Member Elite
since 1999-10-28
Posts 3539Cali |
Somber salutations- from me to that black dawn. Cremation of a moment- now, forever, gone... It soared 'n' wept- forever crept, and then? did not belong. I ache for that which has long past- To still the hand on hourglass- Rewind child's play and make it last- Emotions, 'lone shall hold them fast. Ensconced in time for all to taste- My highs, my lows my happy face. My bare, exposed -all laid to waste If I should ever find the time I'd pour it out- line by line, Look it over- self-reflect, And sign my name, comma, : With Respects Open arms can be the most fragile in the world... |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
First stanza is absolutely fabulous. We poets do seem to pour it all out on paper, and expose ourselves wholly. Stark is the word that comes to mind here... the draw to your soul is almost eclipsing. Makes one just want to abandon self completely to follow. That is a beautiful thing to me. Great ending as well. Even my muse couldn't touch this. Michael [This message has been edited by Michael (05-10-2015 12:55 AM).] |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
You zeroed in on what it like like to suddenly realize that the aging process has snuck up on you and you, as am I, are not very happy with it. ~*~ When they give you ruled paper write sideways. ~*~ |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Your deep reflections are thought provoking and this excellent poem lingers ... Margherita |
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jjote Senior Member
since 2002-12-25
Posts 1088Ontario, Canada |
"If I ever should find the time..." yes, so many thoughts just waiting to be expressed, but how time flies, and we can never catch up with it. *sigh* when can I ever sit down to do it. lovely piece |
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devina Member Elite
since 1999-10-28
Posts 3539Cali |
Michael- love the sound of *eclipsing...You always light a smile on my face! stubborn me, stubborn we. jump... Jerry- yep, the muse was high and mighty here, and ageless is that missing, yes? thanx, you! Margherita-aww thank you fer the "linger" lady! jjote- yeppers, force the sit-and-write, sweet poetess, time draws us all forward too fast. ty~ ~d hugs Open arms can be the most fragile in the world... |
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