Open Poetry #7 |
Becoming |
Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
BECOMING I walk in the desert, Lay my head to the stone. The night is my lover, But by day, I'm alone. There is no cleansing To the tears that I cry. I'll probably never know why. Time is a poison, Bleeds life from these veins. Reality frozen To a heart held in chains. The candice of nature Slowly steals away pride. My God, there's nowhere to hide. I dream of a doorway Just beyond the set sun. Close my eyes to reach it, Let all vanity run. A shift in the timeline, Now the world falls away. I become yesterday. A breeze in the desert, A soft rain in Spring. Joy in a child's eye, I become everything. A flutter of hope Filling the heart of sorrow, Alas, I become tomorrow. 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 |
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Jeffrey Carter
since 2000-04-08
Posts 2367State of constant confusion! |
Micheal, Oh Prince of Poets, I definitely needed this at this time in my life. Especially after the last 3 days I've had. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for sharing this. It's beautiful by the way. Jeffrey |
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Mistikman Senior Member
since 2000-01-10
Posts 682San Jose, CA, USA |
Great job on this one Michael. |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
Egads, me beloved saint, methinks you are just as moody as I--but so much more eloquent, incredible, in fact, in style.... Serenity blows a kiss...NOW SMILE. |
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Jeffrey Carter
since 2000-04-08
Posts 2367State of constant confusion! |
Back to the top my friend Jeffrey |
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Alwye
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Member Elite
since 1999-06-16
Posts 3850In the space between moments |
Oh Michael..you can describe my feelings better than I can sometimes. The only way I get through some days is by holding the flicker of hope within tomorrow within my heart. Truly beautiful, my friend. *Krista Knutson* As soon as man does not take his existence for granted, but beholds it as something unfathomably mysterious, thought begins. ~*Albert Schweitzer*~ |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
I walk in the desert, Lay my head to the stone. The night is my lover, But by day, I'm alone. There is no cleansing To the tears that I cry. I'll probably never know why. ----------------- I dream of a doorway Just beyond the set sun. Close my eyes to reach it, Let all vanity run. A shift in the timeline, Now the world falls away. I become yesterday. A breeze in the desert, A soft rain in Spring. Joy in a child's eye, I become everything. A flutter of hope Filling the heart of sorrow, Alas, I become tomorrow. ---------------- you also become more and more amazing to me each day...each new poem is more striking than the last... I wanna kiss your muse (smile) this is perfection M, thanks for the lovely read this eve. take care, jm Well the sun sets gently on your shoulders And it makes me want to touch you there. And the light in your eyes makes me feel Like there's something much better out there Something kind... And I know someday I might be looking around Trying to find some purpose Well purpose it can't be that hard to find As long as I've got the wind... The wind and your love to carry me. vertical horizon |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Jeffrey, I'm glad this had such an uplifting effect for you. serenity, alas, I always have a smile for you, but why so moody??? Krista, then you completely understand how I feel when I read your work. It's like peeking into my own soul. TY Janet, LOL at kissing the muse - heck, I can't sort through all the voices in my head, that might be a scarier prospect than you think.... Thank you all for the replies. Michael |
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