Open Poetry #1 |
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A brother |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla ![]() |
A brother Some shadows fluttered near a sprig. A black winged raven flew. He landed on an lower twig, There, caught my eye anew. Three claws bit hard the swaying limb, Three claws of one leg, tight. The other leg was half and grim, A piece of small bone, white. Red orbs' of fire gaped in hate And glared upon my bane. A one leg frame, a one leg state, A leg and wooden cane. Our eyes met in a lock of pain, It mesmerized our stay. We stared in strain and in disdain, But nothing could we say. No weep of mourn; no word was sworn. Just silent stares were born. |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Sorry no one picked up on this poem. |
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Rosemary J. Gwaltney Senior Member
since 1999-08-26
Posts 997northern mountains, Idaho |
I love this poem! Deep and unique, it spoke to me! Thank you! |
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Balladeer
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
Just got here, Sy, my boy. Lotsa bugs. It would take a raven lunatic not to like this poem. |
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pen of passion Member
since 1999-08-11
Posts 234 |
Personally liked. |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
My fellow poets thank thee much I am deeply touched |
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latearrival Member Ascendant
since 2003-03-21
Posts 5499Florida |
so good,why is it still way back here? martyjo |
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