Open Poetry #12 |
Silent Witness |
seraphin Senior Member
since 2000-09-24
Posts 1004Michigan |
Silent Witness Where are the heroes, that walk upon land, that take up the pain, within their own hand, and quell, with a vengeance, the weeping within, where are the heroes? Not here. You bore silent witness to all I endured. You came when I called, in a voice gone unheard by those who stood near within touch within reach you came when the whispers from my lips beseeched don’t leave me. Where are the heroes, who speak of what's right? yet close their eyes to the imperfect sight of golden curls caught up in a pyre of shame of a twisted emotion an angry mans game where are the heroes? Not here. You bore silent witness to a voice filled with tears, I was caught in strong arms that cradled my fears, and agony wasn’t my friend alone, for you stepped in and offered your heart as my home. and I loved you all the more for your kindness. Where is my hero? why did he need go? was heaven in need, of him more so than I, oh I need him and how I miss his soft voice tenderly lifting me, I would rejoice to hear once again in his gentle tone, no more tears, now... you’re not alone. |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
poignant, powerfully shows the sense of one's loss |
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Trillium
since 2001-03-09
Posts 12098Idaho, USA |
I'm truly sorry for the pain you must be feeling. Very moving poem. Betty Lou Hebert |
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seraphin Senior Member
since 2000-09-24
Posts 1004Michigan |
VAS, Trillium..forgive my delay in thanking you. I'm not here as much as I would like to be. This was written for a very dear friend, my silent witness. Thank you again. |
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