Open Poetry #25 |
Weary |
Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Weary My mind has slowed a weary pace Follows the loop of dreary lace From knot to knot and slot to slot And sometimes is caught in a clot. A maze of strings that holds all things And intricate the weave it brings It rounds and mounds in senses bounds Until you’re lost in lost and found I’ve stopped to see the sky of blue I’ve stopped to see a flower new I’ve even stopped to hear the birds And look upon the human herds But most of all I laugh aloud The dark within the blinding shroud It is a blindfold time’s delay To keep the living on its way For where would all the humans stay? If change did not renew the day |
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Nan
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
What a great analogy, Sweet Sy... I think your lace isn't so terribly weary though... |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Renewal, yes, but refusal, too for these pages still call you... a handsome brew of tea for thee.. with jam, and toast, for you, and me... |
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garysgirl
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
Seymour, I was going to quote a verse, but couldn't decide which one I liked the best......I loved the whole poem. Heart Hugs to you, Ethel |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
You say your mind is weary and then put up a poem that is THIS clever and expect us to fall for it From knot to knot and slot to slot And sometimes is caught in a clot. It is a blindfold time’s delay Weary? Yeah right and Randy aint dandy after eating candy. LOL Yer so cool it breaks the rules *ww* "and when we get to the pearly gates ... |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Nan It will perk up when it sees you. Sunshine You are my jam and toast. Ethel, And I and the whole poem love you. Hugs. JM, Thank you for that refreshing dip in flattery. You always fly my spirits to the sky and serve me apple pie. LOL |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Seymour~ 'But most of all I laugh aloud' And I smile in knowing this~ *Huglets* ~*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 |
Marge, Thank you dear, |
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NewEnglandlazurlu Member Rara Avis
since 2002-01-04
Posts 7470A Mountain Paradise |
"If change did not renew the day ..." Somedays we wish would never end and others can't end fast enough!! I find as I get older, I'm not dealing well with the change. Hugs sweet man, Marti Few are those who see with their own eyes and feel with their own hearts. A.Einstein |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Marti, I challenge anyone who sais they are, LOL |
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Nightshade
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
Awww...sorry Seymour...I have been so busy to-day, that I missed making you your morning treat. Wherever is my sister Enchantress? I am glad to see that Karilea made you tea and toast this morning. Had to find your post and ponder on it now. Awesome thoughts Seymour! A Little Late Hugs, Chris "Hope" is the thing with feathers- |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Chris, All's forgiven, don't know where Nancy is but I'm sure she will show up, Thank you. |
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