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arthur Senior Member
since 2001-08-14
Posts 678england |
Listening Laughter in distant sunlight, Where I lay is dark as night. Candles at foot and head, I am the departed newly dead. Soft footfalls make boards creak. Wait ,sigh ,and then retreat. I await different footfalls. I strain my ears for other calls. Mourners :You cannot hear or see, They only call and summon me. They have not come for you, Not yet ,not yet ! arthur sept 02 |
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anya Member
since 2002-07-27
Posts 393London, UK |
a very atmospheric piece arthur, liked his alot, Anya |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Very deep Arthur...well said...and so sad. ~Hugs across the pond~ ~ Time has cast a spell on you |
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devina Member Elite
since 1999-10-28
Posts 3539Cali |
you have made this unbearable position quite enlightening sir! enjoyed this provocation.  Open arms can be the most fragile in the world... |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
Arthur, I love how, even when yr poems are at their "darkest", there's a sense not of resignation but of acceptance. Your words are a gift to this forum. Mike |
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