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The Unfinished Sonnet
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The Unfinished Sonnet |
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Dr.Moose1 Member Elite
since 1999-09-05
Posts 3448Bewilderment , USA |
The softest of whispers are as a shout in dulcet tone speak to me now about Murmur of echoes 'cross sub-concious fields Let that which is heard this day be revealed Impart subtle meaning to this my task Intently I listen , a child who asks "Are we almost there yet , where do we stand ?" "How do I fit in this strangest of lands ?" From these days so structured should I resist in this small way define how I exist Not as one cast from an all purpose mold Let pass this chance to have my story told ? Nay , I will not for some few also hear that which to most merely falls on deaf ears . |
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Temptress
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-06-15
Posts 7136Mobile, AL |
Wow.  This needs to be on top so everyone can see. This was well written. Nothing can deter a poet, for he is actuated by pure love. Who can predict his comings and goings? "Thoreau" |
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Tennessee Angel Senior Member
since 2000-06-03
Posts 661Tennessee |
Bravo!! What more can one say? "That man has shown himself great who has never grieved in evil days and never bewailed his destiny." --Seneca |
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Munda Member Elite
since 1999-10-08
Posts 3544The Hague, The Netherlands |
As always I have to read your poetry a couple of times, but the more I read it, the more I like it and appreciate it. This one I just love Doc ! |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
There are always those out there who are listening, maybe even more than we think. Great poem, Dr. Moose! Denise |
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