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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada 
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On a morning after graveyard duty from a prison where she lost her time she's calling through the pain to weave her story about mistaken minds. She comes out of the heart where the tears start running like a river flowing from the veins, she lost her lasting expectations and she lost at the game in the future she passed. By the graffiti walls where the night trade calls she passed a sad moment of truth, now she tries her best to give new direction to the spoils of youth. Through the jaded halls where the shadows fall there's a third floor room she turned to where the night light flames were flickered remains of a fire passing through, in the future she passed. Her tears fall on an oceanless desert. Her words cry like the wind in the trees. She calls to mind her first vision a small home by the sea, in the future she passed. Now the time has come and it's bitter all the guests and the score notes are gone and she's thrown away her time and mission and she's got to move on. But the warning's the same the bell tolls again and the message sounds another day. She's not sure who's going to listen but she's going to have her say, in the future she passed..... |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
If the lady can keep another soul's future in tact, she will have not wasted the time. I liked this part: quote: This spoke volumes. Well done, Ethome! Sunny ~~~Keep your face to the sunshine and you cannot see the shadow. Helen Keller ~~~ When you want to be loved, look within...KRJ |
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beowulf_26 Member
since 1999-06-29
Posts 183 |
I couldn't have said it any better myself sunshine. |
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Bill Charles Member Patricius
since 2000-07-11
Posts 10619highways, & byways, for now |
Hi ethome, Once again I read another of your magnificent writings. My, you certainly have the touch of placing ones thoughts on this screen. I am so very glad that I stopped by. |
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Paula Finn Member Ascendant
since 2000-06-17
Posts 5546missouri |
This is a hard one to reply to ethome because it speaks to me of past regrets and I have more than my share of those. I hope you dont mind but I added rhis to my library. never say never |
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Gossamerwings Member
since 2000-07-18
Posts 207 |
I always know I will find a good read when I see your name. I love this  Gossamerwings ;) |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Thank you Sunshine I'm glad you could see that in this work. Thank you Beowulf for your comments. Thanks Bill I always appreciate it when you stop in for a read glad you enjoyed. I don't mind you adding it to your library Paula I'm so happy you'd like to. Thanks Gossamerwings I'm glad you look for my poems. I will be searching for yours also. |
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ma miller Senior Member
since 2000-07-11
Posts 806 |
ethome ... a very well conceived piece ... loads of style & flow... favs ... By the graffiti walls where the night trade calls she passed a sad moment of truth, now she tries her best to give new direction to the spoils of youth. [This message has been edited by MA Miller (edited 07-30-2000).] |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Thanks MA I always appreciate your comments. |
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Toddles Member
since 2000-07-24
Posts 396New Orleans, Louisiana |
Ethome: I'd like to echo the sentiments expressed here before me. Great sense of mood & moment! |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Thanks Toddles for stopping in for the read. |
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MMoonchild Senior Member
since 2000-07-13
Posts 1715PA |
she lost her lasting expectations E. I don't really think I could add much to what all the other's have written except that this was beautiful to read... ~~soft smiling Me |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
She comes out of the heart where the tears start running like a river flowing from the veins, she lost her lasting expectations and she lost at the game =================== Her tears fall on an oceanless desert. Her words cry like the wind in the trees. She calls to mind her first vision a small home by the sea, in the future she passed. Now the time has come and it's bitter all the guests and the score notes are gone and she's thrown away her time and mission and she's got to move on. But the warning's the same the bell tolls again and the message sounds another day. She's not sure who's going to listen but she's going to have her say, in the future she passed..... ======================== E, only you could have written this awesome poem...I do so love the way you write my friend... and i crave that pure flow of your rhyme.. it like butter baby...like melted butter  later-cool-poet gator jm 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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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Thank you so much Janet I appreciate it so much when you visit and read....etvanpoethome. |
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compassion Member
since 2000-11-01
Posts 135USA |
A very good write. True? Enjoyed. Marcy |
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