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The Walk |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California 
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THE WALK Who walks this land ‘neath cherished beam Of moonlight drawn the soul? To hold the hand of perished dream Upon this murky knoll. To live by shred of distant hope, Yet lost the common eye. By word unsaid sightlessly scope The morrow's tearless cry. When home is right but you turn left To face the desert sun. Forsake the fight ever bereft Of what can't be undone. What is this call you hear, alone, That guides you further on? All judgement fallen from the throne Of life become a pawn. With stars yet so far out of reach Do you just close your eyes? Chariot low, can nothing breech This yearning of the skies? Do you fly now above us all, Or has the passion bled? By the gravity of this pall To which we lay our dead? With eyes on fire, startling in close, What warmth remains tonight? By endless pyre, by wilting rose Must we carry your plight? Question the weakness or the strength Of wounds you would not bear? Or dare to speak ever at length Of what we could not share... Light a candle? Drink another, In name of gasping breath? Lift the handle for my brother Who still can't grasp this death? Am I to say to your own son That life was just so tough... We couldn't pay comparison Love ‘er to be enough? I dare not try to understand This principality... Life taken by such willing hand Reigns the nightmare to me. By vision frayed what eyes agleam, Yet walk this murky knoll? All hope displayed in dare or deem, That God may rest this soul... Michael Anderson For all behind was dark and drear, And all before was night and fear. How many hours of night or day In those suspended pangs I lay, I could not tell; I scarcely knew If this were human breath I drew. Lord Byron |
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Panthers Chrysalis Member
since 2000-03-25
Posts 51 |
Remarkable work! Splendid thoughts, and intricate weavings!  |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
When home is right but you turn left To face the desert sun. Forsake the fight ever bereft Of what can't be undone. What is this call you hear, alone, That guides you further on? All judgement fallen from the throne Of life become a pawn. --------------------- With eyes on fire, startling in close, What warmth remains tonight? By endless pyre, by wilting rose Must we carry your plight? ***Question the weakness or the strength Of wounds you would not bear? Or dare to speak ever at length Of what we could not share***... Light a candle? Drink another, In name of gasping breath? Lift the handle for my brother Who still can't grasp this death? Am I to say to your own son That life was just so tough... We couldn't pay comparison Love ‘er to be enough? -------------------- damn M, this is SO amazing...SO graceful to read in its dark cryptic beauty...the rhyme is of perfection... reading this is equal to walking thru your soul. exceptional, truly take care, jm< !signature--> 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 [This message has been edited by Janet Marie (edited 04-08-2000).] |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
It's something that can never be fully understood by the ones left behind. Such a tragedy. You have expressed your heartache well, Michael. Denise |
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devina Member Elite
since 1999-10-28
Posts 3539Cali |
God shall rest his soul, For your heart wills it so- Do not forsake, nor debate- The wound's not yours to cleanse, Just cherish past, now create- Another soul passed to Fate... Keep your spirits high darlin, and know that my hand silently holds yours right now...wish it could be more... *lovin hugs* ~D Open arms can be the most fragile in the world... |
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Aimster Member Elite
since 2000-02-19
Posts 4297Charlotte, NC |
-michael this is so heartbreaking to read. but like with all of your work so deep and true of your soul. u never cease to amaze me with your powerfully intense work! beautifully done my friend with only a talent that u possess! AMY ~Live today as though it were your last but prepare for tomorrow as though it were here~ |
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Jeffrey Carter
since 2000-04-08
Posts 2367State of constant confusion! |
2 WORDS MY FRIEND----TRULY AMAZING! |
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Nicole Senior Member
since 1999-06-23
Posts 1835Florida |
There is nothing that can be said, Sweet. Only, hold your head high and be strong...let those that love you be your strength. I am here |
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Michael
Moderator
Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Panther's Chrysalis, this was an intricate walk indeed. Thanks for reading. Janet, wasn't exactly my soul I was walking through here. but nonetheless, I'm glad you enjoyed. Denise, you speak wise words. There is much her I will never understand, I fear. devina, I feel your hand on mine right now, love. I know you are with me in every way possible. I could ask nothing more.Amy, one heck of a comlliment there, sincerest thanks to you. Jeffrey, Good to meet you last night and this morning. Glad you enjoyed. Satiate, I am, I have, and I will  I know you are here for me always... thank for letting me lean a little.Thank you each and all for your kind replies. Michael |
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Irish Rose Member Patricius
since 2000-04-06
Posts 10263 |
I felt a peace from the verses, and I believe this is a poem that is truly time honored. It is a treasure. Kathleen |
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WhtDove Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-22
Posts 9245Illinois |
Michael, this is so sad. God rest his soul indeed. I'm here if ya need me, you know that! God bless you buddy! |
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Corinne Member Ascendant
since 1999-10-28
Posts 5167state of confusion |
gives quite a pause for thought, Michael. Corinne |
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Lost Dreamer Member Elite
since 1999-06-20
Posts 2464Somewhere near the Rainbow |
Michael, Your writing truly is amazing no matter who or what you write of, your a master of verse my friend. |
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Mistikman Senior Member
since 2000-01-10
Posts 682San Jose, CA, USA |
Geeze Michael, I dont know what to say.... This is superb, and I am sorry that this happened... |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
Michael...so well written, yet so sad. Know my thoughts are with you and yours at this time. hugs |
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Torrie Junior Member
since 2000-04-09
Posts 19 |
Wow. There is no other word I can think of to describe the mastery of this poem. |
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WhiteNite Member
since 2000-04-09
Posts 241Montgomery, AL |
You know I usually see a poem that is that long and I justy skip to the next one. I guess I have a short attention span. but this one captured my thoughts right to the end. Very nice. "We always said it would be good to go away, someday, but if there's nothing there to make things change, if it's the same to you I'll just hang." --Matchbox20 (Hang) |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
hope that all is well with you...this was beautiful, but painful...don't make me worry again... |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
sorry M, gotta protest that reply(smile) EVERYONE of your poems is a walk thru your soul and heart and mind and ... well, you get my drift that IS your GIFT... poetic mirrors of the soul...you do write! take care, jm ...every moment of every day... your still with me in every way. every poem and song... every rhyme and verse... your still here...like a beautiful curse. janet marie |
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Skyfyre Senior Member
since 1999-08-15
Posts 1906Sitting in Michael's Lap |
This is what I miss about this place when I am not around. You have never disappointed me, Michael. Your verse is unfailingly epic. --Kess Full fathom five thy father lies, Of his bones are coral made, Those are pearls that were his eyes; Nothing of him that doth fade But doth suffer a sea-change Into something rich and strange... --William Shakespeare, from The Tempest |
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Michael
Moderator
Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Irish Rose, thank you - you compliment moves me deeply. Rebecca, Ty for your unconditional friendship. It means the world to me. Corinne, as was intended Mistikman, 'tis nothing you need to be sorry of, my friend. Ruth, ((HUGS)) right back to you and thank you. serenity, please don't worry. I am as well as can be expected I assure you. Janet Marie, touche'. Kess, a simple ditto would not do justice to what you add to this place. Know you are very missed when you are not around. I am glad to see you here this night. Everyone, thank you for the kind replies. Michael |
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