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Moonlight Shrine |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California 
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Moonlight Shrine The sea is silent, solemn, still. I walk the night, her by my side. While angels weep their sovereign will None would instinctively abide. The chasm dark and deep and dire, Oh it was fire that led me here. Mad pulsings of my own desire To claim something of yesteryear. And yet some ghosts should not be stirred, No, some things are better left dead. Now brought back to life, via word, I can't shake the voice from my head. Moonlight on the waves, beautiful. I feel my feet wet, have I veered? It matters not, feeling this pull Deep within a soul long been steered. And so push on, water at waist, Refuse to look back, never will. A cold death more easily faced Than what unseeing eyes instill. That lingering chill on my back, These freezing waters seem so warm. Sinking unto this world of black That's somehow freed me of the storm. Yesterday's dream cast today's shame, One more step, head slips neath the brine. With nothing left unto my name, The ocean now become the shrine... ...Of all once sacred, now seen taint. ...of all once hallowed and wished for. I step again, sealing our fate To hopes cast upon nevermore. Michael Anderson 1/08/2016 |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
The Angels wept, they know of your pain and they infused you with love so that you would be really "out of the storm" of feelings, wrapped in Moonlight, writing ... Intensely charged with melancholy. Margherita |
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Ticklefingers Senior Member Posts 710 Louisiana |
There is more than a toe-dip in the sea told in your poetry Michael. You wrote of it very well and like many of the poems I read, it reminds me of a song by Jody Reynolds. Allow me to share it with you. It's called 'Endless Sleep'. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aORD1aRz_qI I do hope that you write fictionally. The powerful emotions behind the melancholic tone is disturbing. I wish you well and let's all leave the building laughing. 88's friend She told me "play one for your supper Danny and maybe you'll get breakfast". |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
nice writing...james |
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Gale Senior Member
since 2013-06-10
Posts 578Russia |
Remembrances are poignant sometimes, especially when you visit former places or feel something connected to old times. It's a strange feeling, so deep and as relentless as time. The moments when you can literally feel time and you can hardly help crying for your impossibility to get it back. But it's nice to read your poetry again, Michael! Love this one! Very evocative! |
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DaysofView Member
since 2014-04-01
Posts 433Just A Slice Of The Pie |
I like your poem too and hope your okay. It was just a thought which made them run. It was just an act that killed them. |
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