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christies heart Member
since 1999-08-10
Posts 189NJ, USA |
The man of wishes came to me, He said "What is it you desire?" To my own surprise and new-found fear my tounge was plauged with fire. My thoughts, serene, or so I thought, exploded with winds and scattered rain. Clearness of mind snuck out the back; in short, I became insane. Desire and need began to clash, leaving me just a bit quesy. It is here I remembered, not a bit too soon, that choosing is never easy. So as the gift of wishes and wants remained ticking and tocking in greed, I found I was standing alone with myself still questioning what I might need. It is only when the hour is short, only when fate makes us choose, that we really know what we don't really know is all that we're ready to lose. Grant that I may not judge my niegbor until I have walked a mile in his moccasians Native American prayer |
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tracie66 Member Elite
since 2000-01-18
Posts 4713Australia |
Whoa~ this was powerful, the strength of meaning superb. excellent poem Tracie Keep all the windows of your mind open Anne Rooks |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
My thoughts, serene, or so I thought, exploded with winds and scattered rain. Clearness of mind snuck out the back; in short, I became insane. Desire and need began to clash, leaving me just a bit quesy. It is here I remembered, not a bit too soon, that choosing is never easy. ---------------- WHOA is right...way deep here Chris...but WAY good...WAY cool...very thought provoking poem and the ending thoughts are perfect and of wisdom.very well written. reminds me of tht old saying..."Be careful what you wish for"... take care christie-girl  jm The stars shine so bright, now's the time I close my eyes - soft wind touch my face, Cool sand upon the place where I once kissed you And held you close. Now I will reach for the stars... Because Oh my love, that's where you are... Though the storms of black night rage on I still see your face I still feel your lips on mine And though my heart feels all alone without you I still hear you sing to me I still hear your voice on the sea... vertical horizon |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Excellent poem, Christie! Much food for thought in this! Denise |
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