Open Poetry #9 |
Catch me, if Thee Can |
jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
Catch Me, If Thee Can Catch me, if thee think thee can, chase this love that runth like the wind. Swift of thought be mine heart knowest sooth, it needth runaway… runaway from thee. Broketh lay my body down, died the mortal death it did, at the base of lover's cliff and hid the torn and broken, shattered soul, that loved thee more than life did hold. Catch me, If thee think thee can, catch mine soul, oh thee I love, catch mine hand, hold me back from heaven's land. w. james beard, jr. [This message has been edited by jwesley (edited 08-22-2000).] |
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JnR4eva Member
since 2000-08-07
Posts 377Bronx, NY |
Very nicely written I love the vernacular you have used and imagery as well. Truly a beautiful piece "my love is my motivation my love is my inspiration perception of this poem is your interpretation" -- me |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
Thank you, my friend, for your kind thoughts. jwesley |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
James, I too catch this thy drift of lovesome words...and will nay allow the fall... |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
'Tis the final fall, for sooth, though heavens land would be the preference. jimmy [This message has been edited by jwesley (edited 08-22-2000).] |
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