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LadySofia Member
since 2000-05-16
Posts 238FL., USA 
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Beside a River of Destiny Great eye of oak, who glares at me Rivulets of bark-tears run down the tree Roofs of green above my head Crunching below, their fallen dead Crystal clear, the path lay ahead I do not follow, but watch instead Listening for whispers of wisdom once sung Lapping of waves, a song just begun Beside you I sit and feel your pain Ease you with a falling rain Free to run and take your course Wild and spirited as a horse Beauty in your sparkling grace Hurrying, yet keeping a steady pace Once astride your flowing back Never will in love I lack. ^_^ LadySofia aka Amanda Piatt Copyright ©2000 Amanda Piatt "To the innocent and ancient ones, the sparks which light our fires." Amanda Piatt |
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ellie LeJeune Member Elite
since 2000-01-10
Posts 4156King of Prussia, PA USA |
"Beauty in Your sparkling grace". Amanda, how this poem flows and inspires. Just lovely. The analogy and the picture you paint is heavenly. Ellie 02 |
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WhtDove Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-22
Posts 9245Illinois |
I had to read this one over again to let it soak in. This is beautiful imagery! I could just picture the scene. <*\\\>< Our background and circumstances may have influenced who we are, but we are responsible for who we become. |
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Alle'cram Senior Member
since 2000-02-28
Posts 1816Texas |
Great style, beautiful imagery and lovely written. Blessings, marcy |
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LadySofia Member
since 2000-05-16
Posts 238FL., USA |
To All above and below, Through the sleek and the snow. I thank you from my unfathomable deep, Now awakened from a timely sleep. Becoming words and poetic grace, Written across your beautiful face, To those who walk the path of life, Less of sorrow and deprived of strife! I salute you! ^_^ LadySofia "To the innocent and ancient ones, the sparks which light our fires." Amanda Piatt |
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BSC
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Member Elite
since 2000-02-04
Posts 2919New York, USA |
Amanda, What a beautiful picture you have painted with this. I felt as if I were there. This is just wonderful. Bonnie |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
LadySofia~ The scenery is a vision of lovliness. Very well done. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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LadySofia Member
since 2000-05-16
Posts 238FL., USA |
To BSC and Marge, thank you! I truly was beeside a river, the Rainbow River, when I wrote this, which could have contributed to that. ^_^ Amanda That time of year thou mayst in me behold, When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang, Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruined choirs where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see'st the twilight of such day, As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by-and-by black night doth take away, Death's second self that seals up all in rest. In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire, That on the ashes of his youth doth lie, As the deathbed whereon it must expire, Consumed with that which it was nourished by. This thou perciev'st, which makes thy love more strong, To love that well which thou must leave ere long. William Shakespeare |
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