Open Poetry #49 |
The Weeping |
Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
The Weeping I don't weep for the could have beens Lost to Winter's first kiss. Nor hold sacred remember whens... 'Know I must live with this. The stars refuse to shine at night, Lost to this darkened haze. No soul guidance to gift with light My path of wasted days. Won't weep for stories never told That only lived in dream. The mind grows tired, emotions cold, And dreams aren't all they seem. That shiny spot upon my soul— Those dark speckles on eyes, Blend a chaos beyond control... Alas, all I touch dies. That pale white skin ablaze on black, I cast it to the void. Can't weep things I would not take back, Or those better destroyed. The world is not a solemn place, It holds no sanctity. Nor relevance but for a face I'll never again see. ...And yet the sobering truth burns, Was I who walked away. Still I won't weep the heartfelt yearns That cry from yesterday But pace myself and glide daily Twixt here and nevermore. Knowing it's not things I'll never see, But do, that I weep for. Michael Anderson 10/31/2015 |
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Ticklefingers Senior Member Posts 710 Louisiana |
Many good affirmations in your poetry Michael. 88's friend She told me "play one for your supper Danny and maybe you'll get breakfast". |
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latearrival Member Ascendant
since 2003-03-21
Posts 5499Florida |
Michael Anderson.You constantly amaze me.You are one of the best writers.But I always feel the sad and hurt for you. I know it is but a poem but I always take it to heart. Best to you.Jo |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
nice writing Michael...james |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
I know each of us have our demons, our choices, paths... or lack of them... that wait patiently for when we're most vulnerable so their attack is most effective. However different those demons might be from person to person, the last stanza speaks for all of us! It's not always a scream that makes the most impact... sometimes a resigned whisper goes straight through the heart... like this. *S* Fine write, dear friend! |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
quote: This is extremely poignant, dear Michael. When we tend to confine love to one person, suffering is bound to be overwhelming, when we feel immersed in cosmic love, healing is assured and light is born from darkness. Excellent write. Margherita |
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rainyday Member Posts 304 Heartland USA |
Beautiful writing Michael, comes from that place deep inside..the heartache place. Well done Poet! rainyday J |
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jjote Senior Member
since 2002-12-25
Posts 1088Ontario, Canada |
So much pathos and deep regrets for something or someone lost (and never found again?). I like the last verse, about just pacing yourself, it's a statement or confirmation that you are moving on. Which is what life is all about. |
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