Open Poetry #13 |
One thousand Years |
thecraig Member
since 2001-03-11
Posts 223 |
One thousand years has come & gone & Grissil knows all to well, another thousand years can come, his soul he will not sell. Threw the danger the fighting the heartache the pain. Grissil's love remains the same; Because Grissil no longer can forget. The sights the smells the sounds he let. Invade his soul & capture his brain. To reach his heart where there to reign. In majesty uplifting his life, rekindling joy & the need to wife the purest of pleasures past the hardest of strife; within Grissil's surrounds a forging abounds, to shed limitations & conquer higher ground. So Grissil's feet may come to rest when situations suit his very best. Grissil rests then grits & bares all, then strives , revolutionizing his own, affecting others lives. Only one tiny bird song that twitters tune filled in his ear. encourages his earth love, promotes the coming tears. |
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Embers_Before_God Member
since 2001-03-06
Posts 101USA |
Nicely done...thanks...Embers |
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Brad Majors
since 2001-04-03
Posts 2647Georgia |
Very Cool! I love it! |
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helen smith Member
since 2001-03-12
Posts 240 |
Craig it is my new favourite |
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