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Parker
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0 posted 2000-11-02 03:48 AM


One Day When I Discover

One day when I discover
The stars have grown old
And you're no longer my lover
Life is just so very cold
Life is just so very cold

Winter numbs my waning breath
The stars have grown dim
And you're no longer in my bed
Night is my silent sin
Night is my silent sin

Frail in my intagliated robe
The stars have grown hard
And you're no longer near to hold
Dreams are tears of a poet bard
Dreams are tears of a poet bard

Death is the exit of a failed life
The stars have grown black
And you're no longer my sweet wife
If I could turn this cursed clock back
If I could turn this cursed clock back

One day when I discover,
you left me for another.

James Parker Haley  Nov 2, 2000..

… cause the old black rum's got a hold on me
will I live for another day…… (Great Big Sea)



[This message has been edited by Haleyja (edited 11-02-2000).]

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ethome
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1 posted 2000-11-02 03:51 AM


Parker you just got to like The Great Big Sea.....aside from that I loved the poem it's a great summation of the events of life as they could be....write on Canuck!!
Irish Rose
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2 posted 2000-11-02 06:36 AM


This is very sad, and honest, very good expression of despair, which is sometimes only brought out in our words

"When red-haired girls scamper like roses
over the rain-green grass,
and the sun drips honey.""
Laurie Lee

Kathleen



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3 posted 2000-11-02 08:03 AM


Frail in my intagliated robe
The stars have grown hard
And you're no longer near to hold
Dreams are tears of a poet bard
Dreams are tears of a poet bard

Death is the exit of a failed life
The stars have grown black
And you're no longer my sweet wife
If I could turn this cursed clock back
If I could turn this cursed clock back

====================
while this is a sadder, darker than usual poem from you P-man ...it is a very cool poem..
the repetion makes its cadence perfect
and the melancholy of it is accented well with the common thread of the stars images.

>Frail in my intagliated robe
The stars have grown hard>

very cool line is this!!!!! VERY
you've been studing the masters again...
and learning very well.
excellent writing p-man ...indeed
another one for my pedestal collection  
later-love-when-you-play-with-poetry-gator
me


Charisma
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4 posted 2000-11-02 08:43 AM


it's always sad to loss love
....(((warm hugs)))
and the rum work only for a little while,
hope you will feel better soon.

Charisma

Corinne
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5 posted 2000-11-02 08:45 AM


Carpe diem, Park, carpe diem.


Cor

Sunshine
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6 posted 2000-11-02 08:47 AM


Parker, you leave me speechless....and that in itself is true veneration for your abilities as a poet...

Karilea
If I whisper, will you listen?...KRJ



jwesley
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7 posted 2000-11-02 09:04 AM


Pass the rum, me friend, and I'll help you through your stuper...willingly.  Enjoyed the read.

jwesley

SEA
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8 posted 2000-11-02 10:37 AM


Hello Handsome~ this is sad.....I really enjoyed it.... -SEA
Parker
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9 posted 2000-11-02 12:11 PM


ethome, thanks and yeah I love that band...
I was listening to them and they put me in a strange mood.... must be a rum memory flashback... lol Wish I had some Newfie Screech Rum.  

Kathleen, thank you sweet Irish lady...  

Brown-eye's, thank you my sweet friend... I needed a word and that one was just begging me... hey I don't get alot of begging lately.  

Charisma, thank you... you got something else to take my mind off things... sorry, just the rum talking... hic!

Corinne, my Irish sweet heart thank you.  

Sunshine, speechless.... well heck have some of this rum... i'll get ya talking lady.  

jwesley, here ye go my friend... misery loves company...  

SEA, thank you, stay awhile.... here take a swig and maybe you'll enjoy my next couple of pick up lines...

Parker......

I drank sexteen dollars for the price of one
Trying to find the courage to talk to one
I ask her for dance, not a second glance
my night had just begun,

Well I drink to the father of the holy ghost
I'm kneeling at the alter of my nightly post
So I'll raise a glass not the first or last
come join me in this toast.

Because thee old black rum's got a hold on me
like a dog wrapped round my leg
And thee old black rum's got a hold on me
will I live for another day
Hey, will I live for another day....

"The Old Black Rum.... by The Great Big Sea"
downloadable from your nearest Napster radio
station...



SEA
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10 posted 2000-11-02 12:23 PM


Hey Handsome~ I'll dance with you baby   -SEA
Marina
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11 posted 2000-11-02 01:51 PM


James, I like this new style you use here.  Change can be good.  Isn't it just amazing what Napster can inspire!    

And to think that all this time, I have been using realjukebox!  

Marina


It is a blessing to have wings for words, and passion in pen
Marina Crossley


Parker
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12 posted 2000-11-02 05:58 PM


SEA, into my arms then, and we'll dance oblivious to the world.  

Marina, thanks... yes music is good for the inspirations.  


Butterflies_dont_cry
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13 posted 2000-11-02 06:45 PM


Ah sweet poet...I could hear you whispering
this to the stars in the night sky...such a
soft and tender weave...I'm wondering if you
get off that pedestal to write or if you sit
up there all day long!! Excellent writing
Parker...always a pleasure to read~


dgvarner
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14 posted 2000-11-03 08:43 AM


awesome write parker..i'm with sea on that speechless thing...   and the pedastal question--so you sit up there all the time?  be careful you dont fall off--that rum drinkin on a pedastal could be detramental to your pretty face...  

hugs awesome poet    dg


"i could hide out under there...i just made you say 'underwear'...i could leave but i'll just stay--all my stuff's here anyway..."

Parker
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15 posted 2000-11-03 12:07 PM


Butterflies, no I just get up there to get some sun... tan naked you know... best way.  

dg, maybe you should come up here there's always room for a sweet poet, just incase I need someone to hold onto.  

Parker

Paula Finn
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16 posted 2000-11-04 02:31 AM


Parker...I want in on this dancing gig..I'll even sing for you...make music all our own...especially after some of that rum
vlraynes
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17 posted 2000-11-04 02:37 AM



Parker-
   wow...this is wonderful!  
   i'm loving this.  
   awesome write my puppy...i mean
   poet friend...lol  

   hugs,
   -vicky




"...until you have read the verse on his
heart, you have not truely met the poet."
-vlraynes



Parker
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18 posted 2000-11-04 11:58 AM


Paula, thank you.... sounds good to this dancing fool...  

Vicky, thank you my kitten....  


Parker

Martie
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19 posted 2000-11-04 12:28 PM


Wow...Parker--what beautiful poetry falls from your intagliated robe (I had to look that one up and still couldn't find the meaning...did you make it up?)  Superb writing!!!

Parker
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20 posted 2000-11-04 12:47 PM


Martie, thank you.... no that word means carved in hard surface... as time would carve its features into me as I grow old and
hard to the world from this pain.... I guess...  

Ok, this is not about who I am today, I just let the poem develope from some certain observations of life love and relationships than end this way..  

Parker

dgvarner
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21 posted 2000-11-05 10:05 AM


..lookin for steps up to the top of that pedastal...hey!  let down your hair will ya..lol  or..maybe you just floated up there... i'll find a way--gotta get to ya while the gettins good!  


hugs  

Parker
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22 posted 2000-11-05 05:14 PM


dg, need some help, grab me and climb on.  


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