Dark Poetry #2 |
Memory |
Rex Member
since 2000-06-29
Posts 482Houston, Texas |
Memory Holding in her clasp An urn of Tears, Pouring from it constantly Eternal grief... Drop...by drop...by drop... Stands Memory; Torment in disguise. While pallid Hope Kneels low at Memory's feet Catching each drop On outstretched hand, To bathe the fevered brow Of Love. |
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a-alibaster Member
since 2000-01-08
Posts 392 |
I do not know how to respond any more to your words Rex. You write such beauty, beauty that I, myself , can only dream of. I try so very hard to make my words flow as lovely as yours, but then I read some thing you have written and realize that I am no where near. Good insperation for me, you are!! Until...ali< !signature--> "There is an alter ego which dwells in every soul..." a-alibaster "I am as I am, nothing more, nothing less, I am tears of pain, tears of Death. [This message has been edited by a-alibaster (edited 01-05-2001).] |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
POwerful writing, this one left me in stunned silence. It's in your eyes a fire that's wild and glorious Unhibited, unfinished in everything I do Let the morning rise like our hearts desire" whipping boy |
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dragonpoe Senior Member
since 2000-11-12
Posts 608Palm Bay, Florida |
I have come to truly admire your work, Rex, you write with such style and feeling. Can you tell me again the title to your book and where it is available? With the word, I am mighty, with the pen I am free.. dragonpoe |
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