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PoeticKnight Senior Member
since 2000-01-20
Posts 1144New Orleans, LA |
Along shores of windswept time Far away from my conscious mind Lies a place of virgin grace Where water sparkles a vintage wine There I am to cleanse my soul Torn apart by this growing hole Its light devoured by night Heeding not the thing it stole Time is short and fading fast Descending from now unto the past And in this place of virgin grace I wish that time could last Unto this place I speed along Seeing all, and what went wrong Taking bits of me from reality, Until I am totally gone |
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Nate Dogg Senior Member
since 1999-11-15
Posts 1658Georgia, Fulton |
This is a very good piece! It definitely swept me away! Nathan |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Great poem, I liked the rhyme scheme as well! Denise |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
There I am to cleanse my soul Torn apart by this growing hole Its light devoured by night Heeding not the thing it stole --------------- Unto this place I speed along Seeing all, and what went wrong Taking bits of me from reality, Until I am totally gone wow i love this poem...the flow of it catches you and runs with you...and the emotion of it speaks volumes to me... stalking you until your gone  your jm Now for me some words come easy But I know that they don't mean that much Compared with the things that are said when lovers touch You never knew what I loved in you I don't know what you loved in me Maybe the picture of somebody you were hoping I might be jackson browne |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
This is just beautiful...wistful and expressive...Nice work, dawlin'. |
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