Open Poetry #6 |
A Warrior's Fall (Inspired by Marge's "When Warrior's Weep") |
Michael
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A WARRIOR'S FALL Brave young warrior, Answer Time's song. Of mourning's woe, Yesterday's wrong. By shattered stone Of broken heart Walk on, alone, That all impart. Ne'er forgotten The tears, now dried, For fallen friend That once you cried. From hills, sombered, Silence screams. Where, lo, encumbered Death yet dreams. By touch of shade The tranquil calms Of peace been laid Cold to your palms. As ebbing darkness Bournes the sun Of life in starkness Near now done. With the wild wake A stoic flare, What hearts won't break Upon thy stare. As silence creeps The mourning hall, Who left there weeps A warrior's fall? Michael Anderson 3/09/2000 Inspired by: "When Warrior's Weep" by Marge Tindal [This message has been edited by Michael (edited 03-12-2000).] |
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Michael
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Marge, your poem moved me deeply. I couldn't find adequate words to reply. I am of Cherokee descent and when I read your peom I could so vividly see a Cherokee Warrior walking with that stern face carrying his fallen that I was compelled to write this... to epitomize our "Trail of Tears" if you will. Thank you so much for the inspiration. Michael [This message has been edited by Michael (edited 03-10-2000).] |
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PoeticKnight Senior Member
since 2000-01-20
Posts 1144New Orleans, LA |
Very good tribute to your heritage, Michael. |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
O'Siyo - My brother, My friend~ A moving spirit of affirmation of the pain of the legends of our past. of many ~warriors~ in the night compelling me to listen as they cried their plight. As I listened I heard the wail of the teardrops falling along 'The Trail'. Nunna Daul T'Suny 'The Trail Where They Cried' the tales of the great Cherokee have come home to reside. At the campfires of the setting sun, a warrior cries. I feel his spirit, his tears fill my eyes. In my heart and on my tongue at last, the telling brings home the messages of the past. Peace, my brother. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ noles1@totcon.com |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Michael--I think you found the words here..this is excellent...and Marge too--I remember your poem..I am very touched by your words. |
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angel girl Member
since 1999-07-23
Posts 322within a whisper... |
This touches my heart. Very nice. |
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Alwye
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since 1999-06-16
Posts 3850In the space between moments |
Exellent and deeply moving work, Michael. I too have Native American ancestry. This gives a sorrowful look at what they must have went through. *Krista Knutson* "Every moment marked with apparitions of your soul...." ~*Sarah McLachlan- Do What You Have To Do*~ |
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Denise
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since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Well done, Michael, beautiful! Denise |
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Michael
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just wanna say thanks, everybody. But Marge truly deserves all the credit on this one...Her poem was remarkable. And marge, thank you so much for your reply and understanding. I'm gone for the weekend - see you all Monday....maybe Michael |
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Christopher
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since 1999-08-02
Posts 8296Purgatorial Incarceration |
Complements Marge's poem well my friend! And I liked the quick rhyme scheme you used here to depict quickness! |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Just because~ ~*The sound of a kiss is not as strong as that of a cannon, but it's echo endures much longer*~ |
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