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Open Poetry #18

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Ladyhawke
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since 2001-09-01

Posts 86

0 posted 2002-01-30 07:26 PM

How many times have
You formed the chain,
Said a phrase at the
Beginning, waiting
For it to reach the end

Of the line...
And by the time
That phrases reaches
The ears of the
Final link,
It has become
Something else...
Not the original,
But revised,
Sometimes hysterical
Nonsense,
But no less important
At the end
Than the starting gate...

This illustrates my point:

It began with one thing,
Then became two, unknown,
In the center of that line,
And by the time it came
Out in the wash-
It was something else
Completely, with an emotion
Renewed and miracle-grown
From the mere shadow it
Was before.
Yes,it entered
The closet-

But emerged
From the dresser
Drawer.

Sunshine

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since 1999-06-25

Posts 63354
Listening to every heart

1 posted 2002-01-30 08:06 PM

Interesting. I would like to know your thoughts behind this one!

Mistletoe Angel

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since 2000-12-17

Posts 32816
Portland, Oregon

2 posted 2002-01-30 08:09 PM

WOW!!! It seems like you're saying that sometimes we may start an idea or concept but in time it will never be finished and later it will continue with new applied knowledge and thoughts in both verse and social interaction! (kiss on cheek) I love it, sweet friend, BRAVO!!! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet friend, thank you for sharing!

May love and light always shine upon you!

Love,
Noah Eaton

Ladyhawke
Member

since 2001-09-01

Posts 86

3 posted 2002-01-30 08:15 PM

Thank you for reading and replying, Sunshine and Mistletoe.

It seems a lot of things in life are like this. Love and friendships either break, drift or become stronger. The painting the artist had in mind at the beginning may change and become completely different when finished than when originally pictured. A poem, or a story, may start as one idea and become another.

But none of these things entered my mind as I wrote this poem.

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