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Sorting the Chaff of Life
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Sorting the Chaff of Life |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA 
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My first breath... Yet...though life is given It is taken....ever so many times... Away.... Why? Why must death come on silent blackened feet....hiding the face of one who reaps..yet never sows.... Lord....this messenger...walking steadily, swinging the scythe of mortality’s demise... A laugh only heard within one’s soul... Reaping the fields.... Children, Lord....mere babes, born, unborn... growing....some smiling....some crying tears of pain, of loneliness.... Some, blind to the earth around them....unable to see even the light of your kingdom... until the reaper comes.... Memories... Thousands of tears....the sobs of the mother’s... the moan of fathers....crying children... asking why....Why must we be placed on this earth....to see those we love, those who have held us, our hand....Have taken us and comforted us.... To see them die.... If not for the warmth given, the smiles seen...the touch shared...the spoken words heard.....If not for these, for the memories of all we have had..... If not for them....I would curse the night to day... Till my last breath comes...and passes... As the reaper reaps....and... my stalk falls silently into the pile of chaff sorted from the living wheat of our world.. That more grain might grow...and feed the living world.... |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
The poet sees beyond the question to the answer withheld...intended to be a mystery to man. Well done Barry. ThisDiamond |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
  (sigh) Yes, may the fields of wheat grow fruitful and may the barley remain not as the ale many men quench unknowingly but rather basked in the afterglow of life! (big hugggssssss) This is excellent, sweet friend, your wonderful poems always paint Rembrandt-esque images in my mind, I love it, 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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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Dark tones, on a bleak landscape, yet somehow enjoying the pale warm sunlight of memories. Well done, dear poet. |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
my stalk falls silently into the pile of chaff sorted from the living wheat of our world.. That more grain might grow...and feed the living world.... --------------------------------------------- Wonderful words here Barry... Fantastic write. ~Hugs~ ~ Time has cast a spell on you |
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Larry C
since 2001-09-10
Posts 10286United States |
Barry, Sin isn't fair. But, God got even. Grace isn't fair either. lwc Excellent write by the way. Sooner or later we all know this feeling.  If tears could build a stairway and memories a lane, I'd walk right up to heaven and bring you home again. |
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garysgirl
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
Very, very well written Barry.....as is everything of yours I have read. Yes, we all will, or have experienced this at some point in our lives. Thanks for sharing again. I look forward to more of your work. Best wishes, Ethel/garysgirl |
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CSKpoet Senior Member
since 2002-07-12
Posts 845Island in Paradise |
very deep thoughts and penned excellently aloha dear Magnus, Cher Poetry is: |
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vandana
since 1999-10-22
Posts 10463USA |
nice |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Barry I'm touched by this, you know..I know you do.  |
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