Open Poetry #4 |
Destination: - Nowhere |
Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
Destination: - Nowhere There was a purpose once for me A way to go, a path to tread Then stripped away so suddenly The vision lost, the spirit dead And now the haze has settled in To spend the night, to spend a year But even so the path is hid By longing want and lonely tear There was a purpose to my life But now it's gone, my heart's aware Would that my eye could see ahead I'd tread this road to Nowhere Elizabeth Santos |
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Severn Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-17
Posts 7704 |
Liz - this is the most depressing thing I have seen from you - write to me OK? It is beautiful though. Kamla |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
Kamla, dear, it's just a poem! Glad you liked it Liz |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Hey, Elizabeth! This is how I felt last week! Thank God the fog has finally lifted! Great poem!! Denise |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Elizabeth, Nowhere is every where. It is so. |
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