Open Poetry #8 |
Clarity's Moment ... |
ma miller Senior Member
since 2000-07-11
Posts 806 |
CLARITY'S MOMENT ... In forever's lifetime, clarity's moment seldom arrives; Preparation readys, but quick be the strike; Piercing armor like a thousand legion's arrows; Without warning, realization becomes passion; And for once, I truly believe why I am here. Raining tears, like refreshing falls, cleansed my sight; No ponderous plan could have so deeply schemed; No debating thoughts from inner voices to argue; No turning back from destiny's sure path; And for once, I truly believe I have no choice. Our time so swift -- so fraught with deception; To our ends we come, decisions made by others; Standing alone, achievements measured by account; In this clearing instance, truth spoke its name; And for once, I truly believe in myself. For clarity's moment came to me in a hush; Its appearance repeated, unlikely for many; Its significance for one shines bright as any star; My calling before me, let quill be my offering; For to be called poet, no greater gift to receive. M.A. Miller 05.15.00 [This message has been edited by MA Miller (edited 07-18-2000).] |
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deb Junior Member
since 2000-07-11
Posts 44Reading, Pa., USA |
Wow, a lot of thought went into this poem--I like reading poetry with deep thoughts. Well written and well thought out. Flows well. deb |
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ma miller Senior Member
since 2000-07-11
Posts 806 |
thanks Deb ... actually this piece wrote itself ... i had one of those rare defining moments and wrote about it immediately after it happened ... thanks for reading ... |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Without warning, realization becomes passion; And for once, I truly believe why I am here. Raining tears, like refreshing falls, cleansed my sight; No ponderous plan could have so deeply schemed; No debating thoughts from inner voices to argue; No turning back from destiny's sure path; ================== In this clearing instance, truth spoke its name; And for once, I truly believe in myself. For clarity's moment came to me in a hush; Its appearance repeated, unlikely for many; Its significance for one shines bright as any star; My calling before me, let quill be my offering; For to be called poet, no greater gift to receive. ====================== excellent, exceptionally well written work here Mark..truly-- such depth of emotion. you have captured the intensity of the moment when we realize poetry runs thru our souls... when we feel it in our core... when we know..poetry is not what we do... it's who and what we are ... a perfect poem to reflect you in the book. take care wise-poet jm And for once, I truly believe I have no choice. ======================= There are places inside our souls - that have never been touched. There are places inside our hearts - that need to be loved this much. ~jm~ |
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ma miller Senior Member
since 2000-07-11
Posts 806 |
thanks for taking the time to read, jm ... i think we've all had one of these ... i greatly appreciate your comments ... |
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Dr.Moose1 Member Elite
since 1999-09-05
Posts 3448Bewilderment , USA |
MA Miller, Most people blink when a light goes on in the dark , sounds like you kept yours open . Great writing . Doc |
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Mark Bohannan Member Rara Avis
since 2000-06-21
Posts 7269In the winds of Cherokee song |
This is really beautiful. The flow and the rythm contained in this is superb. I really enjoyed this and it leaves me in some state of reflection that is yet undefined. |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Wonderful work here MA--very worthy of the book. |
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Adrienne Junior Member
since 2000-07-11
Posts 20California |
There is so very well written. It did, indeed capture me instantly.... |
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ma miller Senior Member
since 2000-07-11
Posts 806 |
Thank you all for taking the time to read ... it means so very much to me ... Dr.Moose1 ... never blinked cause it struck to quick i have nothing but the deepest respect for all of your works, as well ... what a high quality site this is ... best poetry site on the web -- BAR NONE ... My calling before me, let quill be my offering; For to be called poet, no greater gift to receive. M.A.M. |
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Butterflies_dont_cry Member Elite
since 2000-03-06
Posts 3733Michigan |
A great piece with very deep thoughts and feeling, thank you for sharing it~ |
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