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Mabel A. Dilley
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since 2001-03-17

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Seattle, WA, USA

0 posted 2001-06-02 12:58 PM

I cannot see age old boundaries,
although my sandals walk these cobbled stones -
momentary imprints in the sand.

Blood falls silently from young men’s bodies
women cradle both young and old -
broken stones litter narrow passageways
short distances mark the road from war to peace -
prayers in mosque, temple and cathedral
choke back rage and sorrow.

Winds shift nations extinct in this our land.
Worry not in contemplation: all shall vanish -
no longer imprints in the sand.

White Sands National Monument.
Photo: © Philip Greenspun

"I am not now that which I have been."

Songbird
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since 1999-12-15

Posts 2184
Missouri

1 posted 2001-06-02 01:32 PM

This is very well written, and I enjoyed both the photo and the poem.

Joyce Johnson

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since 2001-03-10

Posts 9912
Washington State

2 posted 2001-06-02 01:42 PM

A well thought out poem, full of feeling. Joyce

Auguste

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since 2000-02-16

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By the sea

3 posted 2001-06-02 02:12 PM

Julian,

Well written, my friend. Unfortunately, a very sad topic to pen a poem about. Be well.

Michael

Proust-
"Love is space and time measured by the heart"

Mysteria

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since 2001-03-07

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British Columbia, Canada

4 posted 2001-06-02 02:23 PM

Very well done with grace and sensitivity.

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brian madden
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ireland

5 posted 2001-06-02 03:41 PM

Blood falls silently from young men’s bodies
women cradle both young and old -
broken stones litter narrow passageways
short distances mark the road from war to peace -

wow amazing piece Juilan. WOnderfully written.

"difference between love and comfortis that comfort's more reliable and true
Brutal and mocking but always therea crutch for enmity's saddest glare"

Mabel A. Dilley
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since 2001-03-17

Posts 859
Seattle, WA, USA

6 posted 2001-06-03 01:17 AM

Thank you all for reading. This poem was written in answer to a challenge by the same name, "Imprints in the Sand." For some the beach holds meaning as we watch and guage our growth by the size of our footprints, for some it is building sandcastles and memories of days spent in youth and for me it is the contemplation of boundaries erased and vanished in desert sands. War we must apparently; however, I assure that these things too shall vanish leaving no imprints in the sands. ~shalom

"I am not now that which I have been."

Saunni
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since 2000-07-11

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West Virginia

7 posted 2001-06-04 02:57 PM

Yes, sad...but a very creative write here! Thanks

Sauni

Sauni :)
Have you ever known the color grey when the nighttime finds you weak
I have, I've walked that road each time; that's where my angel sleeps

Mabel A. Dilley
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since 2001-03-17

Posts 859
Seattle, WA, USA

8 posted 2001-06-04 04:14 PM

Thank you Saunni: yes a sad epic of our modern life. Why war? Is a question for which my heart has no answer.

"I am not now that which I have been."

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