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The House In The Mist
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The House In The Mist |
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sperarifraai Member
since 2003-03-06
Posts 65Ireland |
Black ash Fire fall In the night The truth a liar See spells Barging by Dazed Mondays Sleep it looms Travelling to a moorish past Smoke signals A truth at last A house nearby the countryside A wasted ground stark deep outside A man is standing at the door Looking in to a dark no more We enter through the chimney pane Wood I see Chippings Desolated floor Table broken where bread once laid Goblets cindered marks a grave A mound of earth where a lost stone lies No vibrance here alone he dies A wailing wolf he sees the past The sky discreet as shadows pass I mourn the time I see this day No birds no more where shadows lay A lost excess when the best has passed He weeps no more alone at last No mountains, leafs No sea, no shore No sun to see no moon no more Lost inside a boredom cage No books to read to turn the page Inspirations place to fade A lost forever that boy has made What have we done he ponders so still Who cares for beliefs Who cares for will Sperari |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
Sperari: "Travelling to a moorish past . . ." uhhh yes - despise that myself - I love your writing - the bit o Ireland is welcomed and appraised - very haunting yet comforting xxoo [This message has been edited by littlewing (03-08-2003 10:19 AM).] |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
hauntingly lovely...loved the stark imagery. well done poet sperarifraai  |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Very very nice...love the imagery! ~Smiles & Hugs~ ~ Trace my body with your words.. |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 (big hugggsssssss) Oh Sperari, this is so very haunting, sweet friend, it sadden sme to see Mother Nature tormented like this and I pray soon somehow she wcan show resilience and these concrete jungles can stop expanding! (sad sigh) This has my vote, sweet friend, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Sperari, thank you for sharing! May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton "Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..." |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Nicely written, and I agree with Noah, as I am getting tired of trees being downed for concrete buildings. |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
The imagery is awesome. Beautifully written. Cold hands means a warm heart |
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Justbleu Member Elite
since 1999-08-31
Posts 3329Oregon, Originally From Alaska :) |
Wonderful writing!!!! Bridgette  "Somewhere, somehow, it should be possible to touch someone and never let go again. To hold someone, not for a moment but forever." Unknown |
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wings of the moon Member
since 2003-03-27
Posts 323Pink bubblegum land |
quite a description! very impressive in a few words! well done.. :-) |
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garysgirl
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
I loved this, too. Your descriptions are very good. "Love makes the world go around" |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Your words speak to me of a distant past-- Memories of a long, long time ago... Peace, Love, & Light, Earth Angel |
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carol Senior Member
since 2003-01-25
Posts 624Florida USA |
Great poetry writing Real friends celebrate in who we are and have faith in all that we can become |
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