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Rex
Member

since 2000-06-29

Posts 482
Houston, Texas

0 posted 2000-06-29 03:47 PM

               I offer no apologies
            For the bitterness of words
                This book contains;
            Should other eyes than mine,
               In leisure moments scan
                Its scattered lines,
          I can but say: therein you found
         The remnants of a gentleman's heart;
        A heart that could not, in blindness,
             See the fallacies of Faith,
             Or know the fleet fragility
                  Of spent desire.
       A foolish heart, that dreamed a while
           In the elusive chimera of Hope
            And gave itself...forever...
         Into hands that crushed to shreds
            Its frailty, and swept them,
                     Unheeding,
               To the restless winds.

just_another_fe
Member

since 2000-02-05

Posts 483
MICHIGAN

1 posted 2000-06-29 08:58 PM

your a good poet rex....some helpful advice....only post 1 or 2 poems up every couple days...you'll get more eplys that way (i did the same thing n someone had to tell me)

Don't fear failure so
much that you refuse to
try new things. The
saddest summary of a
life contains three
descriptions:
could have,
might have,
and should have.
--Louis Boone

fractal007
Senior Member

since 2000-06-01

Posts 1958

2 posted 2000-06-29 10:08 PM

This was a good one! I like your extended metaphor of a book. Good work

We are the hollow men
We are the stuffed men
Leaning together
Headpiece filled with straw. Alas!
Our dried voices, when
We whisper together
Are

Jeremiah Johnson
Senior Member

since 2000-06-08

Posts 1223
Brooksville, Fl, U.S

3 posted 2000-06-30 01:03 AM

very very wonderful. great work of art. enjoyed it very much thank you.

I'm a dying romantic and when i can no longer write i can no longer live -Jeremiah Johnson-

lotharingia
Senior Member

since 2000-06-04

Posts 897
saarbruecken, Germany

4 posted 2000-06-30 10:51 AM

* sniff * such eloquent language, such imagery. You are a really talented poet!

Lotharingia
"For God's sake, he's a poet. Poets are meant to feel miserable. Otherwise, what the hell are they here for? What are they going to write about?"
Tom Holland

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