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Near and the Far
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Near and the Far |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla 
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Near and the Far In the far of the near…and the near of the far I wander in wonder…my moment’s hurrah I am fruit of the root…just a leaf on a chute In the brew of the brew…in the changing to new A moment of any…a drop of the many A fireflies light…a spark in the night. And I blink and I wink…and I wink and I blink. Yet I see not the core…or the gift of one more. And I think of never…in sums of forever. And I dare with a dare…building castles in air. I float in a dream…of wonder and seem And love with a love…that defies all above. I’m a fires renew…and a sip of the stew. A drop of a drop…the sweep of a mop A fraction of friction…a grain of depiction From the promising bree…of eternity Yet I feel what I feel…and my zeal turns to steel As my trod turns to nod…and my nod turns to God. As I turn into chyme…digested by time For I know I am toll…to the genesis goal. So I pray to a thought…with the promise of naught. Sending echoes in air…with the wind for its care |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
Dear Sy I would never describe you as "a drop of a drop in the sweep of a mop" But rather a man with words that moves oceans A mind with the paower of cascading waterfall A spirit with the serenity of a mountain lake A refreshing drink in the middle of a desert A light April rain that will bring spring flowers to blossom. But even so, I liked the poem Liz |
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Alan Senior Member
since 2000-09-12
Posts 1499right next door |
I like the message. I like this style. Good job |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
{C'mon K, pick a line, c'mon, pick any line as a favorite...c'mon, you can do it, just one, or two lines, show him which ones stuck out just so....oh heck!} Sy...I can't pick just one line....it ALL is so very, very good.... 'tis a keeper! |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
we all are only here ... for a given time hours, days, years ... marked by chinging chimes "old" is nothing more ... than a state of mind the gift of time is measured ... by what you leave behind a legacy of wise ... words penned in truths of gold a spark in the dark ... a light to reveal secrets once untold love for thy rose of suppose ... a fathers pride etched in rhyme lessons learned, wisdom shared ... carves your name in sands of time never doubt sweet gifted man ... you have indeed left a lasting impress with the stroke of thy artists brush ... with thy words of poetic confess your grace engraved upon infinity ... guarantee of evermore ... whispered prayers upon the wind ... passage thru the promised door ************* L'Envoi by: Rudyard Kipling When Earth's last picture is painted and the tubes are twisted and dried, When the oldest colours have faded, and the youngest critic has died, We shall rest, and, faith, we shall need it -- lie down for an aeon or two, Till the Master of All Good Workmen shall put us to work anew! And those that were good shall be happy: they shall sit in a golden chair; They shall splash at a ten-league canvas with brushes of comets' hair; They shall find real saints to draw from -- Magdalene, Peter, and Paul; They shall work for an age at a sitting and never be tired at all! And only the Master shall praise us, and only the Master shall blame; And no one shall work for money, and no one shall work for fame, But each for the joy of the working, and each, in his separate star, Shall draw the Thing as he sees It for the God of Things as They Are! ********** *winkiewinkie*  me |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Elizabeth, You are the sweetest of sweet The truest of true The kindest of kind and Always on my mind. Sy Anen, Thank you for the kind comment. Sunshine, I thank you for the very, very. *L* Sy JM, Randy cried over your words. He is so taken with you he keeps brewing raspberry tea in hopes the vapors will drift down to you. Winkiewinkie Stinky |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Tell Randy not to cry ... not one tear nor sigh I'll kiss his snout ... and dry his eyes Set the table ... tea for two then set another place ... for just for you We'll raise our cups ... toast we three with glee We'll write verses of poetry ... over raspberry tea We'll wink and drink ... and laugh till we cry We'll even let Randy free ... let him fly and kiss the sky Theres nothing I'd rather do ... than sip tea with the two of you  *winkiewinkie*  |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Dear Tinker Bell, You have now become my raspberry tea. Each sip I take I think of thee. Love Ya. Sy |
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Sudhir Iyer Member Ascendant
since 2000-04-26
Posts 6943Mumbai, India : now in Belgium |
Seymour, my friend, This is fantastic, really fantastic... Regards, Sudhir |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Seymour~ You are pure gold ... You rhyme in shine ... *Hugs* ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
To Sudhir my friend you are too kind. Marge, And you are a diamond set in platinum. *L* |
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Alison
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
... and I still smile as I read his poetry. I wish I had known Seymour Tabin more than just the few words that we shared on the boards. I am happy that he lives on in poems such as this one. A |
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