Open Poetry #13 |
Life, I Can No More Honor Thee |
PoeticKnight Senior Member
since 2000-01-20
Posts 1144New Orleans, LA |
Life, I can no more honor thee Than by living you to fullest extent Wasting not an hour, a minute, a second Of time ever wished was never spent When I see all the new things you bring, Coming with the wind as you breathe Granting me a respite from myself, A promise of stillness in its shameful serenity And at times, out of most unawares, You come bearing ample baskets of joy Near brimming with thou fruits of labor, Just when such feasts need be employed Though there are times, dear and fragile Life, When misfortunate weight tips the scales A tasking trial for one so small to bear, I know thy grace shall be given without fail For ever and always you will surely be, A beacon of light, a force, and vengeful rod To be felt by the highest and the low, You, Life, are first and foremost a loving God I cannot begin to approach thy face, For I will, from my soul, certainly bleed Yet I welcome thy chameleon aspect, Life, I can no more honor thee |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
indeed a creed for all to live by. . . well done my friend. . . ------------------------------------------------------- To the world, you may only be one person. But to one person, you may be the world. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
When I see all the new things you bring, Coming with the wind as you breathe Granting me a respite from myself, A promise of stillness in its shameful serenity And at times, out of most unawares, You come bearing ample baskets of joy Near brimming with thou fruits of labor, Just when such feasts need be employed ======================= When misfortunate weight tips the scales I know thy grace shall be given without fail ======================== A beacon of light, a force, and vengeful rod You, Life, are first and foremost a loving God I cannot begin to approach thy face, For I will, from my soul, certainly bleed Yet I welcome thy chameleon aspect, Life, I can no more honor thee =============================== PK this is you at high inspire. this is ~excellent~... the imagery is outstanding..as is the poetic phrasing, the cadence, the vocabulary, the Shakespearian language ... the employ of metaphor to define the intend of the poems soul. "When I see all the new things you bring, Coming with the wind as you breathe Granting me a respite from myself, A promise of stillness in its shameful serenity" what a ~beautiful~ verse that gem is. "For I will, from my soul, certainly bleed Yet I welcome thy chameleon aspect, Life, I can no more honor thee" very very cool write poet sir... an added fave in my PK collection It's such a clever innocence with which you show myself to me |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
And at times, out of most unawares, You come bearing ample baskets of joy Near brimming with thou fruits of labor, Just when such feasts need be employed yes, you certainly express it well *s ~Wynter "The worst prison would be a closed heart". |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
PoeticKnight~ 'Life, I can no more honor thee Than by living you to fullest extent Wasting not an hour, a minute, a second Of time ever wished was never spent' This is a marvelous piece of writing ! ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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Irish Rose Member Patricius
since 2000-04-06
Posts 10263 |
Yes, this is a fine write......congratulations! Kathleen Blake |
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Just A Woman Senior Member
since 2001-03-10
Posts 507 |
You've captured an "awe" of mine. Life and what it can be. The depths of it. I liked this one, PK.
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
PK, this strikes deep....so into my library for future reading.... well done, Sir! |
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PoeticKnight Senior Member
since 2000-01-20
Posts 1144New Orleans, LA |
Thank you all for breathing life into me, for reading my poems and for generous comments...You all inspire me. |
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