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Kethry
Member Rara Avis

since 2000-07-29

Posts 9082
Victoria Australia

0 posted 2000-09-14 08:41 AM

Darkness surrounds, all is lost
up to this fragile sky I'm tossed
wings beating, heart on fire
how can this poor rook aspire
to gain the heights where eagles soar
return safely, home once more.

Into the dark of night I go
to be seen not wanting, against a foe
I travel fast, I travel lone
Oh how I want, to be safe home
but travel on, I must, I will
though echoing resonance calls me still

my message goes with me and then
I'm free to return, home again
compete with those more fit than me
in this bid to set souls free
the messenger will travel on
through the night, to day's new dawn

weary battered, torn by care
can I complete the task, set there
soar with eagles, find the strength
run the race and go the length
no strength left, the game is lost
as into darkness, I am tossed.

"It is the image in the mind that links us to lost treasures;
but it is the loss that shapes the image,
gathers the flowers weaves the garland."-

brian madden
Member Elite

since 2000-05-06

Posts 4374
ireland

1 posted 2000-09-14 01:47 PM

Kethry, you know I have special memories of the first two lines and am so glad that you have used them, a fantastic poem intense emotions and often we can feel the game is lost but victory is just ahead, don't give up my friend. Take care.

weary battered, torn by care
can I complete the task, set there
soar with eagles, find the strength
run the race and go the length
no strength left, the game is lost
as into darkness, I am tossed.

This is the hour when the mysteries emerge
A strangeness so hard to reflect A moment so
moving goes straight to your heart" JOy divison

Kethry
Member Rara Avis

since 2000-07-29

Posts 9082
Victoria Australia

2 posted 2000-09-14 03:45 PM

Thanks Brian,
This is based on the "always darkest before the dawn theory." When everything does seem hopeless. Thanks for your poem, using those words, which inspired mine.

Kethry

"It is the image in the mind that links us to lost treasures;
but it is the loss that shapes the image,
gathers the flowers weaves the garland."-

LM
Senior Member

since 2000-08-03

Posts 585

3 posted 2000-09-14 03:59 PM

Wow...I really liked it!

the lines
"I travel fast, I travel lone
Oh how I want, to be safe home
but travel on, I must, I will
though echoing resonance calls me still"

reminded me so much of my favourite poem I learnt in school:

"The woods are lovely dark and deep
But I have promisses to keep
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep..."
Stopping by woods / Robert Frost.

Godd job! Take Care!

catalinamoon

Member Rara Avis

since 2000-06-03

Posts 9543
The Shores of Alone

4 posted 2000-09-14 08:23 PM

Kethry, very nice poem, interesting, lonely yet free at the same time.
cat...

Kethry
Member Rara Avis

since 2000-07-29

Posts 9082
Victoria Australia

5 posted 2000-09-15 03:27 AM

LM, Thanks for responding. I haven't been here for a while so it was nice to hear from you.

Cat, thank you so much for your lovely reply.

Be well
Kethry

"It is the image in the mind that links us to lost treasures;
but it is the loss that shapes the image,
gathers the flowers weaves the garland."-

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