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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla 
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Surcease Surcease for me a rocking chair, With naked feet high in the air. Belching echoes' of moans and groans, Resting this restless bag of bones. Where little good of me remains, With time worn hands and liver stains. I boast another feature share, The shakes became a cresting heir. Some tokens heal, my cat surcease, I knead her as I think on peace. She answers me with purrs so loud, They dull the closing aging shroud. I quell within my rocking chair, Sooth the flares of the pains I bear, Reduce the groans and undertones And try to rest this bag of bones. With rest my eyes begin to close, I drift away and start to doze. And when I dose, I am passé, Of age, of pain and resume. |
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Corinne Member Ascendant
since 1999-10-28
Posts 5167state of confusion |
Wow, Seymour, I'd rank this as one of your best! Especially liked: "Some tokens heal, my cat surcease, I knead her as I think on peace. She answers me with purrs so loud, They dull the closing aging shroud." Awesome stanza! Corinne |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Sy, your bones are strong with the calcium of your magnificant art and I can see the muscle in your words. |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Corinne, Thank you so much, a beautiful comment. *L* Martie, A wonderful and clever comment. *L* |
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Butterflies_dont_cry Member Elite
since 2000-03-06
Posts 3733Michigan |
With rest my eyes begin to close, I drift away and start to doze. And when I dose, I am passé, Of age, of pain and resume. In sleep we can leave it all behind and soar can't we  This is a grand work of art Sy, I loved it! |
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Meadowmuse Member Elite
since 1999-12-27
Posts 3263 |
A fine commentary on the peaceful repose of an obviously full and busied soul. ~ Claire |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
Sy...you ready for a rocking chair?? Never!!! |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Seymour~ A bag of bones is not what I see within the art of your poetry. It is with honor I would say to get the chance to read your resume. YOU ROCK ... POETIC ONE ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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Pepper Member Elite
since 1999-08-19
Posts 3079Southern Florida |
Hey .... I know you Sy, and you, my dear, are definetly NOT an old bag of bones  I love this piece .... Love ya, Shannon [This message has been edited by Pepper (edited 03-17-2000).] |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
Sy, I've never seen a bag of bone So full of youthful undertones I never saw a aged soul Physique built of a thirty year old I never saw a purring cat To keep up with the likes of that Great poem, Love ya Liz |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Butterfly, Thank you I enjoyed your comment. Meadow, Very thoughtful comment. Thank you *L* Hoot, All tongue in cheek, thank you. *L* Marge, You are the greatest. *L* Sy Pepper, Well I forgot to tell you I just had a body transplant. LOL *L* Elizabeth, Well I guess it all depends on the company. Love Sy |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
I guess some days we all feel like that!! Wonderful poem, Sy! Now get out of that rocking chair!! Denise |
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Mistikman Senior Member
since 2000-01-10
Posts 682San Jose, CA, USA |
This is excellent Sy. Cats are wonderful for releasing pent up emotions arent they? |
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