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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California 
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DAYDREAMER < !signature-->Often I wonder Wandering day by day... In life torn asunder, Just where I lost my way. Was it clouds in the distance That obscured my view? Did I offer resistance, Or just give in on cue? A star ever falling, I yet sing my song. Emptiness the calling Echoes everlong. By eyes of the raven, Agleam in the dark. By ev'ry dream craven, Been branded this mark. I yet hold a vision Tired eyes won't release. Forestall indecision In the mere hope of peace. And there walk amongst you, To dare lift this stone. Steadfast, all held true, Walk away - alone. Wondering often What words never say. Why stone hearts ne'er soften Why I dream life away. Why tears ne'er befall Eyes longing to cry. Why grown men yet crawl As passion seems to die. Why the love never lasts Past this image we save. A dream the mind casts From cradle to grave. Michael Anderson For all behind was dark and drear, And all before was night and fear. How many hours of night or day In those suspended pangs I lay, I could not tell; I scarcely knew If this were human breath I drew. Lord Byron [This message has been edited by Michael (edited 05-01-2000).] |
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Mistikman Senior Member
since 2000-01-10
Posts 682San Jose, CA, USA |
Sometimes life seems easier when you dream it away, only when you finally wake up do you notice how painful life is... Excellent work as always Michael. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Often I wonder Wandering day by day... In life torn asunder, Just where I lost my way. Was it clouds in the distance That obscured my view? Did I offer resistance, Or just give in on cue? -------------- as always...I was attemting to high-light the lines that effect me the most... but I stopped cause I was reposting the whole poem *S* *sad sigh* profound and deep M, another one from the soul... written by your fragile heart...(not stone) beautiful and graceful in its sadness. take care poetic pal. jm |
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Tess Member
since 2000-03-22
Posts 288Australia |
Sometimes seems as if love is nothing but a dream or an illusion. This is what I felt from your poem. The wish to hold on to love, but the feeling that we are unable to ever do that.And so we must merely have our dreams of it. "Love is the only drug you can take that will convince you each time that you've never had it before." ~author unknown~ |
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Lone Wolf Member Ascendant
since 2000-03-16
Posts 5842Lansing, MI USA |
Michael, Sounds as if you have been through a lot. This was great writing.....very deep and thought provoking. Other than that....I am speechless. nice job. LW Friends are friend forever if the Lord's the Lord of them and a friend will not say never cause the welcome will not end. --Michael W. Smith |
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Meadowmuse Member Elite
since 1999-12-27
Posts 3263 |
"Why the love never lasts Past this image we save. A dream the mind casts From cradle to grave." I know about this wandering, Michael, my friend. Far too well, to my way of thinking. You turn the phrase exceptionally. ~ Claire Could a greater miracle take place than for us to look through each other's eyes for an instant?......Henry David Thoreau |
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Jeffrey Carter
since 2000-04-08
Posts 2367State of constant confusion! |
Micheal, I am in awe yet again. You have a marvelous talent for giving your poems legs. This really moves, and moves, and keeps moving. WOW!! All my love, Jeffrey I lie awake in a world filled with dreams, but dreams can be so real when you don't know you're asleep |
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Poet deVine
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
Superb! Are we all meant to love? Who will write these hauntingly beautiful poems then? I believe there is a season for each of us... your harvest is coming, I feel it...reap the love when it comes to you.  |
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lucky Senior Member
since 2000-01-17
Posts 1601Idaho |
Michael, I was just sitting here listening to "Pink Floyd's" Comfortably Numb and reading your piece. Very nice, and too, the music sure caught the mood. I know so many friends wandering... just don't you wander off... Nice work up late. If I could paint a portrait, of this life in which I've led, and somehow sketch a story, of the visions in my head, I'd start out with a canvas, stretched tightly in a frame, and in the bottom corner, I'd leave room to sign my name. (Michelle A. Bartley) |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Michael~ This is quite pretty in a dark and brooding sort of way. Between the lines I read questions of insecurity and doubt ... 'Why tears ne'er befall Eyes longing to cry. Why grown men yet crawl As passion seems to die. Why the love never lasts Past this image we save. A dream the mind casts From cradle to grave.' Powerfully longing to be understood ... or perhaps just to understand. *HUGS* ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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Cerenity Member Elite
since 2000-02-16
Posts 2637Escondido-California |
Hi Michael, WOW,WOW again, unfortunetly I totally understand every word you just wrote, and I shake my head because you did it so perfectly. WOW Cerenity |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Mistik, here's to never awakening... Janet, not stone? - just don't tell anyone, o.k. Tess, indeed, could only love the dream... Lone wolf, been quite the road, that's for sure. Glad you enjoyed. Claire, we've wandered similiar paths - that's for sure... Jeffrey, LOL - never heard it put like that before... but I do believe a muse if ignored will "move" to the next poet in line, so it all makes sense to me... PdV, oh the woe you bring to hope...LOL Am I destined to write sad songs forever?  Let's hope there is "a season" for all.Lucky, I won't disappear on ya all... though a little too much Floyd and I may as well... talk about inspiration unto the obscure. Gotta love old man Waters!!! Marge, you pick up on much, that's for sure. Much longing - much brooding. Hey, it's me after all...  Thank you all for the kind replies. Michael |
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Michael
Moderator
Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Cerenity, Ah, you snuck in on me. Thank you dear. I am only saddened you would understand how this feels Here's to a better tomorrow for both of us... Michael |
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