Open Poetry #4 |
POW Dreams |
Willem Member
since 1999-11-18
Posts 139Inverness, FL, USA |
P.O.W.'S So, what if yesterday our world was full of joy, but tomorrow looms like this prison wall, repulsive, hostile, cold and grey... Oh, please you guys, remember that today is now, and now's the time to pray that prison wall into oblivion by humbly asking God to help us see a radiant silver screen, reflecting the many colors that we knew so well: The tender lavenders of dawn, the warm embrace of noonday golds, the sunset scarlets of low clouds on fire, the deep and restful midnight blues by which to sleep away our darkest hours, assured those colors will survive the night. For when God said "Let there be light!", He blessed us with a boundless wealth of colors, which we may no longer see, but still can dream about, though only if we will believe that His rainbows are still there, because He keeps repainting them, forever... by Willem van Voorthuysen P.S.: I hope my readers will recognize that "rainbows" here are not only those beautiful real ones in the sky, but also a metaphor for "memories of happier times with our beloved ones". Too far-fetched? Maybe... [This message has been edited by Willem (edited 12-02-1999).] |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
This poem threw icy shivers across my skin, so touching and so beautiful. Elizabeth |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Very well done. Very touching. |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
Excellent!! |
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RainbowGirl Member Elite
since 1999-07-31
Posts 3023United Kingdom |
Not far-fetched at all, or at least not in my spectral colours.. Superb thoughts! HUGS ------------------ Yesterday is but today's memory and tomorrow is today's dream... |
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