Open Poetry #15 |
60 years |
VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
60 years wow! we’ve come a long way baby now we can grab our gusto in a can, grab it by the hand and drive it, drive it, drive it into tiny bits of sand disguised as a rube, maybe, or as a learned man then step into the lives of many and bring them to an end no identifying markings to say, now look at me I’m warning you, so hurry, run away from me ha ha it doesn’t matter all the running of your legs when we are through with you, they won’t even find the dregs we’ll disguise us as a bird a silver one that’s king of the skies so united over states that barely cling to the union of their making to the prayers they claim save all the while seeking answers for the way that we behave yet as flesh and bone and all the stones built on the hill are crumbled to a pulp while lives so quickly spill ***** I know this one is rhyming though it’s a serious subject, however, the pain and vehemence is what drove it, as if marching off to anhialate the speaker, the author of the threat, and than to arise victorious in the end (the last stanza) Well, the last stanza isn’t here yet, because I’m having too much trouble saying what I’m trying to say that will end this event in some kind of victorious way. [This message has been edited by VAS (edited 09-12-2001).] |
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Duncan Member Ascendant
since 2001-08-07
Posts 5455 |
Well, the last stanza isn’t here yet, because I’m having too much trouble saying what I’m trying to say that will end this event in some kind of victorious way. I, too, don't know what to say...except thank you for this. |
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Zinsser Senior Member
since 2001-02-27
Posts 1641Calif. |
The last stanza isn't played out yet.... ~Connie~ |
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rwood Member Elite
since 2000-02-29
Posts 3793Tennessee |
Hang in there Virginia. We hope our government will represent our nation as a vigilant and strong people in that last stanza. But also one with heart undivided. The truth of reckoning in the face of wretched evil. Hugs and prayers. Sincerely, Regina |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
For all the lives encapsulated in that cataclysmic loss, it has played out. I want the last stanza to reflect that it is those on this side of the river Jordan that shed the tears...for those who have crossed over have only lost their flesh and bone and have received their new bodies. Though they are absent from us, they are in His loving arms and will weep no more. His victory over death is the victory I want to show in the last stanza. Yet every way I wrote it, was just lame, just weak. I wrote this last week: Hang on! Even if your pinky’s all that’s left of your grip. Even if your heart is bleeding down to it’s last drip... Hang on! |
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catalinamoon
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
Quite a strong poem, good for you for that strength, I can't seem to gather any up. Take care Sandra |
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