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Open Poetry #11

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The Lonely Stranger
Member

since 1999-06-18

Posts 361
Upstate, NY, USA

0 posted 2001-01-07 01:24 PM

In a heap at the bottom
Where broken men lie.
The truth became clear
As he started to die.

Dreams are just heights
From which all hearts fall
From the loft of those
Dreams, we don't see at all

We don't see below where
The lives lie all wracked.
Nor do we think of
Integrity lacked.

With our heads in the
Clouds, we don't see the signs
The broken off branches
And the torn away vines.

They litter the faces
Of the cliffs of our dreams.
From far below come
The anguished soul's screams.

In a heap at the bottom where
Dreams turned to death
The truth was revealed
As he drew his last breath.

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Some men see things as they are and ask "WHY ?" I see things as they could be and ask "WHY NOT ?"

[This message has been edited by The Lonely Stranger (edited 01-07-2001).]

inot2B
Member Elite

since 2000-09-18

Posts 2205
Arkansas

1 posted 2001-01-07 01:33 PM

I do enjoy your writings. They give me thought. My dreams are all gone now I just take the day as it comes.

Sven

Member Laureate

since 1999-11-23

Posts 14937
East Lansing, MI USA

2 posted 2001-01-07 02:30 PM

quote:
Dreams are just heights
From which all hearts fall
From the loft of those
Dreams, we don't see at all

ouch. . . the hurt shows in this verse right here. . . it's been said before my friend. . . dreams don't die, we kill them. . .

excellent words. . .

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