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Xeonox

Senior Member

since 2000-04-01

Posts 1764
CA, USA

0 posted 2001-05-19 03:50 AM

the narrowing of my soul,
funnels within a black board,
chalking down the events
in sequence,
reproduces the forgotten history,

now the raining has ended,
with each justified response,
it creates the internal weather,
which permeates the creator,

for what once seemed demeaning,
leaving the soul in a paradox,
the footsteps that are traced,
reveals the original face.

Ronil (One becomes god only when they have fully understood the role of being a human being.)

WhtDove
Member Rara Avis

since 1999-07-22

Posts 9245
Illinois

1 posted 2001-05-19 12:25 PM

Your poems are deep and leave a wide range of interpretation. That's not a bad thing at all!

I loved this stanza...

quote:

for what once seemed demeaning,
leaving the soul in a paradox,
the footsteps that are traced,
reveals the original face.

<*\\\><
Know Jesus, Know Peace
No Jesus, No Peace

I don't question YOUR existance - GOD

Xeonox

Senior Member

since 2000-04-01

Posts 1764
CA, USA

2 posted 2001-05-19 07:14 PM

thank you and many others love that stanza too.

Ronil (One becomes god only when they have fully understood the role of being a human being.)

Trillium

Member Patricius

since 2001-03-09

Posts 12098
Idaho, USA

3 posted 2001-05-20 01:47 PM

There's a lot of wisdom in this poem. Thanks for sharing it.

Betty Lou Hebert

Xeonox

Senior Member

since 2000-04-01

Posts 1764
CA, USA

4 posted 2001-05-20 07:34 PM

just one thought left for public to think about.

Ronil (One becomes god only when they have fully understood the role of being a human being.)

Marge Tindal

Member Empyrean

since 1999-11-06

Posts 42384
Florida's Foreverly Shores

5 posted 2001-05-21 02:47 AM

Xeonox~
I found this fascinating~

'the narrowing of my soul,
funnels within a black board,
chalking down the events
in sequence,
reproduces the forgotten history'

Well-crafted thoughts.
~*Marge*~

~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~
noles1@totcon.com

Lighthousebob
Member Elite

since 2000-06-14

Posts 4725
California

6 posted 2001-05-24 12:15 PM

Xeonox,

I enjoy the depth of your words. To me, the life and death of Jesus certainly is paradoxal in nature. His death gives us life... and truly, as we trace His life (in spirit walking in His footsteps) certainly more clear does His image and purpose become to us. I do believe that many of us narrow our souls into the words that we write.... I really like that statement... it describes poetry so well. Bob <><

Xeonox

Senior Member

since 2000-04-01

Posts 1764
CA, USA

7 posted 2001-05-24 12:36 PM

thanks bob for replying.

Ronil (One becomes god only when they have fully understood the role of being a human being.)

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