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Rex Member
since 2000-06-29
Posts 482Houston, Texas 
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Wanting Grant me again one tender hour, and fold Me close within your arms, so turning gold The shadows in my heart where Fear has cleft Her caverns deep, and I have lived...bereft. Ah! Then...could I this hour in fragments break, And mold the shattered chards into mosaic Of lasting color, that would hold the rays Of passing suns, and gleam through darker days! |
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mystic requiem Member
since 2001-01-26
Posts 144 |
This is great! I was swept along with the flow of your words. *thanx*   mYsTiC |
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He Junior Member
since 2001-01-15
Posts 41 |
To hold again the past acute wonder if slicing through hands unfolded your words made me ponder such Merci |
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Isis Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-06
Posts 6296Sunny Queensland |
A beautiful Mosiac it would be too!! Holding the good and bad of your life, it would be a treasure I'm sure.. Beautiful as always Rex, Isis *The heart of education is the education of the heart...* ~Isis~~Sovereign of the Spirit. |
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Krawdad Member Elite
since 2001-01-03
Posts 2597 |
Really nice write, Rex. Love the mosaic idea. |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
When I saw your name, I knew I was going to enjoy. beautiful Rex Maree  |
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Bee Junior Member
since 2000-11-23
Posts 23Ireland |
If we sometimes could only turn back time or just hold still in that precious moment, where you exactly know:" This here is so wonderful but fleeting, dust in time." Memory is a cruel quality of the brain at times. I love your poem and was moved by the expression of unquenched longing. Have been there myself. Thanks,Bee. |
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