Open Poetry #8 |
The blind that see |
Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
A rewrite and repost The blind that see By clips and slips the beads fall, His fingers send each pleas recall. Silent echoes circle within. Those hands so fragile, skin so thin. Life is given in his swear, Even though the beads do wear. And the string grows thinner each day, As his fingers wrinkle and grey. Yet through his blind and staring eyes. Each bead sends out a silent cry. From his mind and his heart within, To stay from satin and his sin. Never a pause, never a stop, The beads in circle touch and drop. Each drop a message from his soul. A rosary of moral goal. I wonder at this blind moolvie, If he is blind, than what of me? |
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Nan
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
You're one of our greatest seers of all, Sy... |
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ESP Member Elite
since 2000-01-25
Posts 2556Floating gently on a cloud.... |
I second Nan's statement!!! This is brill, Seymour!< !signature--> Love and hugs, Lizzie "Poetry is the true expression of my soul, it is my ultimate means of communication. It is my rainbow of delight." [This message has been edited by ESP (edited 07-01-2000).] |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
perfection Sy-guy the rhyme is delish and the emotions are so tender... you see the world thru poets eyes... by that gift...you will never be blind later-gifted-gator jm What the caterpillar calls the end ... The world calls a butterfly ~LaoTzeTao~ ~Butterflies are meant to be free~ |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Nan, Thank you. *L* ESP, And thank for the second. Janet, Thank you. *L* |
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