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A poets poem |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla 
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A poets poem Each poet writes between the lines. On which they hope that someone dines. They launch it into tender flight, With phantom string that holds it tight. Among the flowers of their poem, Held by fears that will not comb. Reveal their bleeding of the night, To someone reading in the light. They drain themselves upon this rack, Of weighted sin upon their back. And send their pleas of self deny Into the air on a butterfly. They hold their breath that one will read, The vail of message that they seed. Among the lovely of their tea. And hear dear God, I read their plea. So if you read a poets poem, Comb full the words that they have sown. [This message has been edited by Seymour Tabin (edited 11-22-1999).] |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
I would make only one small change, but regardless, this is absolutely beautiful, and too true. |
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RobertB Senior Member
since 1999-09-26
Posts 1104Champaign, IL |
way to go seymore!!!! That is exactly how I write...between the lines on so many poems! You described it so neatly!!! play it again seymore!! Robert ------------------ if you can dream; you can fly...if you are flying; you are dreaming. |
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Julie Senior Member
since 1999-08-20
Posts 739Houston, TX |
I have combed the words you have sown...beautiful words as fresh as a rose in morning dew...Sy...you never cease to amaze me with your talent. |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Seymour - Such thoughtful phrases to be savoured. Great piece of work. ------------------ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ noles1@totcon.com |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
Oh! Poet's poet of poetry So sweet this poet's epopee Oh! Reader hark the poet's plea And help me 'tween the lines to see For I, too blind at times to see And swept by sensuality And carried off by verse and rhyme I fail to read between the line Poor poet's effort come to naught He wrote between the lines and thought Unwritten words engraved on stone Unwritten words to me unknown Elizabeth |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
I think you have described us all very well in this one, Seymour! Simply beautiful! ------------------ Denise |
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Severn Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-17
Posts 7704 |
A true feeling - one all we poets should aspire to. I like the image of combing - but through my combing, friend, I found a small 'has' that could perhaps be a 'have'.  [This message has been edited by Severn (edited 11-22-1999).] |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Sunshine, I have done some revission but I'm glad you likes. Thank you *L* Julie, Thank you so much loved you comment. Marge, Thank you for the great. *L* Elizabeth, Your poem has classic line For all to read and dine. I am in awe I say once more Your mind and all its store. |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Denice, Once again I thank you, Severn, Thank you, thank you, I have made the correction. *L* |
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Ohme Senior Member
since 1999-07-17
Posts 816Texas |
Seymour, have you been watching me while I write my poetry? From your poem it seems you have. You described me perfectly. Love the poem! ------------------ Yesterday is history, tomorrow just a mystery. And if today is good to me how could I ask for more? |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
Each hidden line Each silent word Sits there longing To be heard The meaning though Not always clear If carefully read Shall appear As words not needed In the rhyme Reveal themselves In given time Nice read Seymore....not that I ever expect anything different when I open one of your poems ------------------ Alis volat propriis (She flies with her own wings) |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Hoot, Exactly, very astute. |
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WhtDove Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-22
Posts 9245Illinois |
You describe so well the poet Seymour! |
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FreeByrd Member
since 1999-11-03
Posts 267 |
Hit the nail right one the head. Once again..... Nicely done. -RS ------------------ |
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tori Senior Member
since 1999-06-18
Posts 520Mechanicsville, Maryland, USA |
Can't add much more to whats been said butI loved it Seymour!! |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
WhtDove, Thank you so much a poet. Free Byrd, As long as I didn't hit my thumb, thank you. Tori, Love it is enough. |
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Balladeer
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
GEEZ! I spent hours standing in this line to offer my congrats. I need to find a way to get between the lines! Well done, Sy. |
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Andrew Scott Member Elite
since 1999-06-24
Posts 2558Redlands,CA,USA |
What was said But never read Is the line between the written word Where Between the rhymes A whisper chimes Below the shout That can't be heard Well done, Sir Tabin |
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Severn Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-17
Posts 7704 |
Hey there Sy - I see I have some correcting to do on my own reply! My 'smal' shall now become a 'small'!!! LOL. |
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Alison
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
Yes, I read and think of you. You remain a poet's poet in my eyes. A |
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