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Wilfred Yeats
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0 posted 2000-09-16 07:39 PM


Sentinels
Trunks of granite
And marble
Row upon row
Watching over their family
Of stone acorns
Lined up around them
The stillness is seldom marred
The setting always serene

Like migrating birds
Humans come here
Circling the grassy plots
Settling quietly in appointed places

With dog-like ears
You can hear the prayers
Or perhaps see them
Like heat waves
Rising

Memories, regrets
And anguish
Are palpable
Sensitive hearts
Can feel the tears

The young see the flowers
And flags
"Tell me about her"
"Was she nice?"

And the flocks fly on
And the forest grows
From the seeds planted


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Martie
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1 posted 2000-09-16 08:39 PM


Bill--the words you have used in this poem are so original....trunks of stone, stone acorns...I really like the scene you have painted...and the last stanza was perfect...excellent read, my friend!!
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2 posted 2000-09-16 08:45 PM


Bravo! i loved it! excellent imagery and phrasing.  

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3 posted 2000-09-16 09:09 PM


Very excellent, Bill. You managed to say everything by saying nothing in the conventional way...the mark of a great writer. Well done....
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4 posted 2000-09-16 09:24 PM


Wilfred~
I've walked this forest too many times ...
you've captured the hushed reverence well.

I appreciate this piece more than I could possibly convey.
Thank you for your sensitivity.
~*Marge*~




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Wilfred Yeats
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5 posted 2000-09-17 01:01 AM


Martie, Doreen-

I have to many but on friday I was struck by the oblisks and saw a forest for the first time. thank you ~S~

'deer-

I take that as a compliment - altho total avoidance was never my objective Thank you

Marge-

Since I was 8 - for 60 years now - such visits have been a regular part of my life
I can tell you now - it is no longer a totally sad experience - too many friends and relatives are there. Most moving of all was a visit to total srangers - at Normandy
Thank you for your appreciation

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