Open Poetry #8 |
Memories live |
Michael G Senior Member
since 2000-06-25
Posts 579Nashville |
I have slept with angels Who crest my soul to keep me pure, That dance on wings of air To my fallen graces put there. We have made our beds in stately dreams Of nights we raged out at lifes cruel sting, Bringing our passions clearly through Those nights I loved each one of you Our dress made pure, of nights one color The purest of shades was black, none other, With faces drawn against the light We became those creatures who blessed the night. But more to this, we became entranced At how we loved our simple plans, Of evenings spent in company's good grace To sleep with friends and lovers who gave us peace. So rest your souls, good memories gone past Those days stay sweetly forever before my eyes, And as I live my life for future days Those days of yester year shall not fade away. |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Great poetry here Michael. "Our dress made pure, of nights one color the purest of shades was black, none other, With faces drawn against the light we became those creatures who blessed the night." Beautiful work! Don't give up on this kind of poetry......... Take care.........ethome....... |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
But more to this, we became entranced At how we loved our simple plans, Of evenings spent in company's good grace To sleep with friends and lovers who gave us peace. So rest your souls, good memories gone past Those days stay sweetly forever before my eyes, And as I live my life for future days Those days of yester year shall not fade away. ==================== Another new fav of mine.. Michael, i love this poem... its perfect in its depth of emotion and it grace of wisdom excellent writing jm |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
MichaelG~ You write the romance so tenderly. Enjoyed the read. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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