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Forged In Flame
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Forged In Flame |
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John Yaws Senior Member
since 1999-10-09
Posts 860Texas 
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Mirror polished cutting edge- Pure Damascus steel... Balanced like a living thing To the warrior’s feel. Wrought for just one purpose To take a human life- Forged in flame, and tempered, too A sword! a fighting knife! Hilt of brass to stop the blade Protect the warrior’s grip- Sharkskin molded to the hilt So grasp’s will never slip. Epitome of cutler’s art- It bears the Sheffield name- The process of it’s forming? Why, it was forged in flame! I’m told that I’m a hard, hard man- And hard to be entreated- And prone to deal to others The measure I am meted. Callused? that’s another word- That’s often been applied; I’m told I have a heart of stone That my emotions died... I learned within the forge of life Of misery and shame- And like that sword, I guess that I Am also forged in flame. Softness found and then removed By trials through the years- A heart which flamed with passion Was quenched in briny tears. I guess to start, you’d say my heart And sword were much the same- Tempered by the battle’s heat We both were forged in flame! Visit My Home Page http://www.geocities.com/montcogunslinger/HomePage.html |
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Echo Rhayne Senior Member
since 1999-09-17
Posts 1495Canyon Country, CA |
Touching, deep, powerful, wonderful! This is trulya great poem! ~*~ Hell is not a place of fire and a devil with a tail and horns. But a place of torment because the light of God is gone. To escape this, accept the blood of Jesus Christ! ~*~ |
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TomS Junior Member
since 1999-12-18
Posts 32 |
Gunslinger, no one speaks with more truth than you. This is such a fine piece, forged by your whole life. Please keep writing. Tom |
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Meadowmuse Member Elite
since 1999-12-27
Posts 3263 |
Your flame forged heart remains ablaze Though you mayn't yet feel the heat Of poetic turn, impassioned phrase, And verses written, sweet. Your craft~glow kindling's fiery source Works words from embers, burning, And sets to parchment, a scorching course In honor, pride and learning. So though your heart's been forged in life From roaring, rolling blazes, Pray, warmly wield your writing "knife" And endure our earnest praises. I enjoyed this piece, Gunslinger, very much! |
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Astraea Member
since 1999-11-09
Posts 378California! Yeah! Okay, I'm done now |
Another lovely poem expressing a powerful idea. ~Astraea "Sometimes stars can only be seen in darkness." "Sorrow's crown of sorrow is remembering happier things." |
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John Yaws Senior Member
since 1999-10-09
Posts 860Texas |
Thank you all, but especially Meadow. what a wonderful complement, aas well as compliment.  ) |
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