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The Lioness
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The Lioness |
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RobertB Senior Member
since 1999-09-26
Posts 1104Champaign, IL 
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The Lioness The night was young with moon so full and the sun just setting beyond the horizon- as the mountain lioness stretched and yawned lifted her head and opened her eyes on the eve of nocturnal. Yet night passes quickly, becomes another day and is counted as years on the threshold of an eon- as the mountain lioness follows an instinct inherited from others so that her watch should be on this eve of eternal. Robert if you can dream; you can fly...if you are flying; you are dreaming. |
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Irish Rose Member Patricius
since 2000-04-06
Posts 10263 |
I enjoyed reading this and seeing the image of this lioness in my mind. I've felt this way often, as if I'm following my "instincts" and wondering why! "Love is a fire. But whether it is going to warm your hearth or burn down your house, you can never tell." Joan Crawford |
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Kethry Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-29
Posts 9082Victoria Australia |
Robert, I could relate to this, I once wrote a poem about a panther with a similar theme, so I enjoyed this. write on, belong. Kethry Religion is for people frightened about going to hell - Spirituality is for people who have been there. Anon. |
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RobertB Senior Member
since 1999-09-26
Posts 1104Champaign, IL |
Thank you both....I wrote this for a friend and it is so appropriate. Robert |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Great poem, Robert! You painted a vivid picture and I love the way you express things that we all have experienced but can't quite put into words! Denise |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
and opened her eyes on the eve of nocturnal. Yet night passes quickly, becomes another day and is counted as years on the threshold of an eon- ============== very cool poem... very cool imagery in this I like the kind of cryptic/mystic feel it had to it. well written take care jm Some people find subtlety in strangers if you find anything~let me in Your eyes~you see everything my eyes~I see it all together now~and I know |
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RobertB Senior Member
since 1999-09-26
Posts 1104Champaign, IL |
Thank you again Denise....and you too janet. I really like this poem (I don't like many that I write) because it takes me from here to eternity. Robert |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
RobertB~ I like the feel of this one - 'opened her eyes on the eve of nocturnal.' 'on the threshold of an eon' 'so that her watch should be on this eve of eternal.' Transports me from where I am through to where I will be. Really nicely written, Robert. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ noles1@totcon.com |
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RobertB Senior Member
since 1999-09-26
Posts 1104Champaign, IL |
Transports me from where I am through to where I will be. Now, I LIKE that Marge!!! Robert |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
Yet night passes quickly, becomes another day and is counted as years on the threshold of an eon- sure feels that way sometimes, Robert...  ~Wynter "The worst prison would be a closed heart". ...Pope John Paul II |
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RobertB Senior Member
since 1999-09-26
Posts 1104Champaign, IL |
Time does fly Wynter. Soon....too soon our watch is over. Robert |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Yours gave me this thought... "and looked I through my golden eye and saw the eagle in blue of high... my watch to stand, in grave solitude resplendent form of quietude" well done Robert B |
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RobertB Senior Member
since 1999-09-26
Posts 1104Champaign, IL |
My goodness Sunshine....how do I do what I do to you??? Robert |
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