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| Open Poetry #21 |
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In The Mist |
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Dr.Moose1 Member Elite
since 1999-09-05
Posts 3448Bewilderment , USA |
In an evenings' misted twilight wisps of memories draw near, streaming there before my eyesight scores of images appear. Some seem to have no connection , owing to some fancies flight, others, upon close inspection, host another wistful night. Many have scant definitions, cleft from some yet unreached goal. One, among these apparitions, peers into my very soul. In the swirling fog I see him, doggedly pursuing me, this one is no conjured image, represents the future, see? If the whispered words be-spoken, will invoke a promise met, or shall drift away in fashion, tinged, with nothing but regret. There I watch him, raiment gathered, arms out-streched against the night. This one is no conjured image, he posseses what I might. Someday, I shall over-throw him, few will notice or lament. He and I are bound together as if cast from same cement. |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
"If the whispered words be-spoken, will invoke a promise met, or shall drift away in fashion, tinged, with nothing but regret." This made me hurt in some empty place inside. wow....and ouch. |
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Sunnyone Member Ascendant
since 2000-07-06
Posts 5334Staffordshire, England |
How many times I have wondered what it would be like if we could come face to face with the future, ahead of time!! This is a great piece, Doc, and well worth another trip around the table!! Open the door and let your adventure begin!!! |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
 Cold hands means a warm heart |
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Dr.Moose1 Member Elite
since 1999-09-05
Posts 3448Bewilderment , USA |
serenity, It is a very wistful piece, one that I felt many may have a connection to, that which we might all yet become. I do not view myself as a poet, I view myself in the process of becoming one. Through my studies, and my writings, I have only begun the transformation that will never become complete. This is the task I have set for myself, one that can never be finished, yet I find myself in good company. Is there any more that one could ask? Doc |
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Dr.Moose1 Member Elite
since 1999-09-05
Posts 3448Bewilderment , USA |
Sunnyone, Thanks. At times, past, present, future, cease to exist. Happens just about every time I pick up a pen. Here is where the clock stops and the only hands that have any meaning are the ones that write the lines. I will delve as deep into this realm as my imagination will allow ,or until they lock me up (which ever comes first). Then again, the only prison that can hold a person is one of their own making (so I guess you're all stuck with me!). Doc |
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Dr.Moose1 Member Elite
since 1999-09-05
Posts 3448Bewilderment , USA |
loner, thanks for the thumbs up my friend, sorry for the delay in replying. Doc |
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Nan
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
Such an introspective piece, Doc... I do think you are a poet indeed...  |
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Dr.Moose1 Member Elite
since 1999-09-05
Posts 3448Bewilderment , USA |
Nan, Thank you dear lady for that compliment. I have always had the strength of my convictions to guide me. Your encouragement has re-inforced them. Doc |
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