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Time....is Nigh....
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Time....is Nigh.... |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA 
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I cannot see what lies before my feet on grounds of hallowed and white. I simply choose to walk and touch each stone I pass from in this light. A smoothness masks over the jagged reality of why...why.....why so many? Thousands lie before me as I bow in numb humbleness to those that gave to me. Quiet, as were the moments of the day lying upon the cold of ground in wait. Listening for the sharp crack of twig that one might see those opposed. Sounds of the heart thumping endlessly as ragged breath comes faster to a body fearfully silent and still, in wait...eternal wait. Till the whites are seen of a soul’s eyes... Oh Father, why am I here, silent in wait of doom? Why must I stand and face the demon foe, surely just a man as I. Surely...surely so, just as I...a man. Momma, dear Momma, hold me as I wait. Blessed Mother, comfort thy son in need. For time is nigh to meet the call, the cry. Time is nigh for a son, many sons....to die... Yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death...I shalt fear no evil ....For thou art with me.. ......thou art with me.... (Writing of the war may get old to some, but I could not leave this night without expressing these feelings....) [This message has been edited by Magnus (08-21-2002 09:36 PM).] |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
Those last three stanzas are very powerful, especially the "Momma..." one. wow! Whether on the shoal or on the shore, |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Magnus, When you've held death in your arms your heart is never the same. Thank you for this wonderful write my friend. |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 (big hugggsssssss) Oh Barry, I understand completely what you mean, it seems younger generations who live now after the war, because they never shared the experiences with their fathers, don't understand exactly how the wars affected their parents lives and it takes a heart-to-heart conversation to really help them understand! (sigh) This is powerfully written, 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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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Powerful emotive write Barry. Very well expressed. ~Hugs~ ~ Time has cast a spell on you |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Magnus~ So very, very touching~ Marvelous write~ *Hugs* ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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Madame Chipmunk Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-05
Posts 8296Michigan |
A very powerful poem, Barry... Death is a very frightening bunkmate, indeed  ~ hugs from admiring chipmunkLyra |
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Gabriel Frost Member
since 2002-08-15
Posts 216Between midnight thoughts |
What a touching poem! Couldn't help asking, U were in a war? I'd love to know more. |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Gabriel....in answer to your question....NO, I personally have never been in war...though I have read much of war and the feelings of the men .... some come from the gut of just having the feel of it.... I am a military veteran of 25 years....and I have read much of war.... Plus, I have watched several excellent war movies which are very close to reality in how they portray it... Thanx for your thoughts... I just write feelings very easily... |
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