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Auguste

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By the sea

0 posted 2002-08-05 04:52 PM

The Day They Buried Poetry

Two years ago his poems died,
when fate chose that it have revenge.
I heard the creaking of a hinge
and listened as the mourners cried.

The author ambled off with cane,
while day lay wet upon his brow.
If words could be revived somehow,
but no, they died in severe pain.

They buried them with no fanfare.
No stone was left to mark the spot.
His sincere words are now forgot,
the many thoughts he tried to share.

In wee of morn, near sigh of day,
alone, he still pens poetry,
but not like works you used to see.
His thought‘s obscured, his temples, gray.

Martie

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1 posted 2002-08-05 04:56 PM

Michael

If it died two years ago,
today unburied, read, ya know?
and though the pain is in the sound
the chiseled words of heart I found

[This message has been edited by Martie (08-05-2002 04:58 PM).]

EagleScorpion
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since 2000-03-08

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Here, Now, Forever

2 posted 2002-08-05 05:12 PM

oh yes. thats all i have to say. hell yea to that. yes.

Mistletoe Angel

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3 posted 2002-08-05 05:35 PM

(tears fall down my cheeks) Oh Michael, it too breaks my heart when poets want to write but they are incapable of it and how so manys words are lost and can never be recited to another or be heard from the heart! (big hugggssssss) This is sadly powerful, sweet friend, your words continue to grow and amaze me, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Michael, thank you for sharing!

May love and light always shine upon you!

Love,
Noah Eaton

"Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..."

Shakira

Madame Chipmunk
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since 2001-12-05

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Michigan

4 posted 2002-08-05 05:41 PM

That poor guy, it sounds like his muse is in a coma...
I know this feeling all too well.
Very beautifully written, Michael...

~ serious chipmunk hugs

Lyra

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"poetry is life distilled" Gwendolyn Brooks

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Canada eh.

5 posted 2002-08-05 07:42 PM

In wee of morn, near sigh of day,
alone, he still pens poetry,
but not like works you used to see.
His thought‘s obscured, his temples, gray.
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Hi Michael...
Very thought provoking write.
I especially love this last stanza,
And how the entire piece sounds...read aloud.
Excellent write poet sir!
~Hugs~

~Somewhere in my heart I'm always
dancing with you in the summer rain~

catalinamoon

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The Shores of Alone

6 posted 2002-08-05 08:22 PM

Awesome writing, my friend.
Hugs
Sandra

nakdthoughts
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Between the Lines

7 posted 2002-08-05 08:27 PM

In wee of morn, near sigh of day,

I love the softness of this line Michael..
enjoyed your words

M

passing shadows
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8 posted 2004-05-06 04:05 AM

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