Open Poetry #12 |
Our Feet are Clay |
Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Our Feet are Clay Your feet, your feet are made of clay Your tears, your tears melt them away They thaw into pools of sorrow That sees no end or tomorrow. Please dry your tears, shed your fears and The clay will harden from your cheer. Just sing yourself a mollify To keep the smile within your eye. Never ever lose sight your light And hold your candle high in height Fly yourself to El Dorado Just spread your wings and you will go. There you will eat on candied dish And wash it with exotic wish. You’ll be the queen of beauties seem And live within this lovely dream. So do not cry and melt your clay Just fly yourself to Mandalay. |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Shoot....I was going to pick out a favorite line, but as I read, and re-read this piece, all lines quickly, assuredly, became favorite lines....how could I not like them all? Well done Sy....thank you for the smiles.... |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
Will you also be there to greet her if she arrives there? *s just wondering ~Wynter "The worst prison would be a closed heart". ...Pope John Paul II |
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Corazon Senior Member
since 2000-02-02
Posts 1209 |
very nice....really like this too...hopes and dreams.....sigh...very nicely written |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Your feet, your feet are made of clay Your tears, your tears melt them away They thaw into pools of sorrow That sees no end or tomorrow. Please dry your tears, shed your fears and The clay will harden from your cheer. ==================== Never ever lose sight your light And hold your candle high in height ===================== There you will eat on candied dish And wash it with exotic wish. ==================== So do not cry and melt your clay Just fly yourself to Mandalay. ================= so where can I book a flight.... or shall I hitch a ride on Randy's wings very cool poem S-babes.... love the word play and inner rhyme and repetative theme .. human clay turns to putty in your hands *winkiewinkie* later-playdough-gator me Love is my religion, I believe in nothing else. To find that inspiration, live that inner vision. Love is my religion...I believe in you. ~T Kimmel |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Sunshine, Glad I could make you smile. *L* Nakd, But of cource that's where I'm writing from. Corazon, They are two of the things that are still free. *L* JM, Randys wings will be just fine. In fact I just looked in on him and of all things he was putting a saddle on his back. Winkiewinkie Stinky |
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