Open Poetry #12 |
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“The Gift” |
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bbent Senior Member
since 2001-01-07
Posts 521Alaska |
Forever is now… There’ll be no tomorrow… It will just be today, if it comes… Yesterday’s gone… Repaid time that was borrowed… A notch on the belt, of fate’s gun… Survival’s a gamble… Time granted as money… We each spend what’s ours, as we choose… What’s mine to invest… I again vow, my honey… What you’ve given, I pray I never lose… ~ live and let live ~ |
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Irish Rose Member Patricius
since 2000-04-06
Posts 10263 |
A very elegant poem, here, I'm surprised this one was on the second page! "When red-haired girls scamper like roses over the rain-green grass, and the sun drips honey." Laurie Lee |
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suthern![]() ![]()
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
And that's why it's called the present... it's a gift of possibilities. *S* |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Beautiful context... a very enjoyable read!! The poet is like a cocoon; in him the caterpillar of the past finds rest, and from him the butterfly of the future emerges. |
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bbent Senior Member
since 2001-01-07
Posts 521Alaska |
Thank you all for your replies, yes the present would have made a excellent title.... Peace ![]() ~ live and let live ~ |
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