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Lone Wolf Member Ascendant
since 2000-03-16
Posts 5842Lansing, MI USA |
She walks slowly along the beach The lake is easily within reach The sand is warm on her feet Not a soul does she meet She looks far up ahead Feeling like she is being led The destination is not known But the feeling has grown The harbor calls out to her Things are not as they were Many years have now passed Countless memories she's amassed Once upon a time Before she hit her prime She walked along this path Not knowing of the wrath Someday it would haunt her dreams Then the tears would come in streams Washing over the jagged rocks As the door to her heart slowly locks Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquility. --William Wordsworth |
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Butterflies_dont_cry Member Elite
since 2000-03-06
Posts 3733Michigan |
.gif) Oh my goodness L.W. this is so powerful and beautiful and painful.....all these things were felt with in the flow of your words. The locked door.......I understand so well we can give the advice till the waves stop crashing...but when will we take it ourselves **Angel Wing Hugs** my dear friend for this piece and so much more~ [This message has been edited by Butterflies_dont_cry (edited 07-06-2000).] |
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Jeffrey Carter
since 2000-04-08
Posts 2367State of constant confusion! |
Leaps and bounds m'friend Leaps and bounds  |
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Jeffrey Carter
since 2000-04-08
Posts 2367State of constant confusion! |
Sending this back to the top for those who may have missed it  |
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Mark Bohannan Member Rara Avis
since 2000-06-21
Posts 7269In the winds of Cherokee song |
Someday it would haunt her dreams Then the tears would come in streams Washing over the jagged rocks As the door to her heart slowly locks I know this feeling well. Beautiful poem. I can't believe I missed it the first go round. Thanks to Jeffrey for bringing it back up. |
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Lone Wolf Member Ascendant
since 2000-03-16
Posts 5842Lansing, MI USA |
BDC . . . It is all that and so much more. I knew you'd understand. Yes, when will we take that advice? I think the time will come my friend. ***HUGS*** to you. Jeffrey . . . Yes, leaps and bounds!! LOL. Thanks for the bump to the top!!  Mark . . . Thank you for reading. Sorry you know the feeling so well. Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquility. --William Wordsworth |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
LoneWolf~ I want to be around when the 'locksmith' comes ! *Hugs* ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ noles1@totcon.com |
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ESP Member Elite
since 2000-01-25
Posts 2556Floating gently on a cloud.... |
Beautiful, Lone Wolf! 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." |
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Lone Wolf Member Ascendant
since 2000-03-16
Posts 5842Lansing, MI USA |
Marge~ You'll be the first to know my friend. Thanks, you're the best. LW Lizzie, Thank you very much!! LW Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquility. --William Wordsworth |
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