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The Dying Dove
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The Dying Dove |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA 
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Can thee not see twin eyes of real within the vision of surreal? Can not thee grasp of glowing wand as leaves now fall from golden frond? Chill of the eyes of soulless man are held within thy palm, one’s hand. That touch of rough and jagged rock from whence became once flowing frock. For in the whispered tales of love does not thee find one lonely dove. The hawk before ye snares the bird of white with flow of boldest word. And ‘gainst the grate of darkest cell a wizard speaks of witch's spell For in the stock of most foul stew does lie thy heart, in tatters new. From gravel of the throat in speak shall come to dwell amongst the meek. The serpent coiled in still of night behind the rock, in blind of sight.... Once struck by fang and dreaded eye the dove, now dying...shall not fly. [This message has been edited by Magnus (09-17-2002 09:58 PM).] |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 (big hugggsssssss) Oh Barry, this is so terrifying and heartbreaking, this had me thinking of lost innocence in the world and the message of peace and my heart goes out to all the children it plagues and I wish that somehow the doves can again mend their wings and fly once more and try and reason with those soul-less others! (sad sigh) This is powerful, sweet friend, God Bless You, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Barry, 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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Bill Charles Member Patricius
since 2000-07-11
Posts 10619highways, & byways, for now |
Barry - this is more than good, it's .... I had to take this verse and write to it, it's touched me.... For in the whispered tales of love does not thee find one lonely dove. The hawk before ye snares the bird of white with flow of boldest word. In many ways of truth there lies A lonely dove that beautifies In pain a hawk would take the knife Yet to meet there again in afterlife... BC |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Barry....you are one amazing writer! Sometimes you just blow me away.... This is one of those times. ~Hugs~ ~ Time has cast a spell on you |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Noah...this poem could be taken in several different lights....I want the reader to take it as their own mind desires....for there are multiple paths that might be walked... Bill, it touches me that this poem touched you and caused you to write what you have given... Yes, I feel you understand the words... |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Nancy, thanx dear one...the wizard has been muttering incantations and weaving a little of his own "Magic" so to speak... Thanx again and Hugs... |
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Paul Wilson
since 2002-07-07
Posts 4711United States |
Barry...To write such beautiful and heartfelt words you sir are a true master poet in my eyes...Paul |
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