Open Poetry #4 |
Sentry of the Heart |
Martie
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Posts 28049California |
Sentry of the Heart Stand down sentry of the heart your watch has ended. You listen for permission from the descendants of time. Long dead they leave their obituary of condemnation, a fingerprint that no one sees but you. The soft fingers that beguiled the child still build blockades to keep passion in. The bad hand has been gone nigh forty years and scars are not a sacred treasure. Who do you keep them for but yourself to stoke the sadness you admit only when twilight has stripped you and night has folded you in. Stand down sentry of the heart your watch has ended your vigilance has mocked the perfection of this minute. Stand down or light the way. |
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Ohme Senior Member
since 1999-07-17
Posts 816Texas |
Very good Martie! |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Oh, Martie - I like this a whole bunch. It keeps calling me back for another read. I like it a whole bunch-a-lot. ------------------ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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Denise
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since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Very well done, Martie! To live in the past robs the pleasure of the present and the hope of the future. I like this very much. Denise |
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Balladeer
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since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
The last two lines say it all, Martie. Beautiful job. |
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Severn Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-17
Posts 7704 |
Martie - you are a poet of light. |
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Severn Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-17
Posts 7704 |
And might I add - it is exceptionally bright! [This message has been edited by Severn (edited 12-05-1999).] |
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Martie
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Thankyou for your comments Ohme, and Marge,a whole bunch from you fills me up, Balladeer-you're right about the last lines and Severn-you shine. There is a light behind the blackness deep inside the cave of see sometimes red and sometimes purple a kaleidoscope I made for me It is there to light the darkness turn the rancor flay the thief just behind the turn of eyelash is the door to close out grief |
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Seaangel Member
since 1999-07-27
Posts 167Auckland, New Zealand |
Found this lost on page 2, but such a gem, Martie! It happens along at exactly the right time for me, those lines: "stand down, sentry of the heart, stand down or light the way." Holding past hurts but hopeful, demanding another chance. This touched me deeply. |
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