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RSWells Member Elite
since 2001-06-17
Posts 2533
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In the end the tube'd nose labored breathing, hospital hose, eyeful fears do you suppose that life was lived? Who knows? Did we spend our lives enclosed in needless grieving, selfish woes, tearful years, the road we chose was unforgived who knows? Late at night clothes liberate we'd repose, deliberate on music, art and procreate, engender passion's throes Silenced she to my debate that life has only Love as fate my downfall, I couldn't wait Love's tender crowning blow So I joined the mourning ranks in carelessness my spirit shrank sought to lose myself I drank blind to the moonglow Nearly did I walk the plank a dreary end of dark and dank thinnest thread of hope I thank declined to let me go Love's a stalwart inner core whose glass once empty, it repours limitless its reservoir so to its well I go Soulmate find me, my amour my own search if forevermore will be a quest worth dying for or live in hell I know. "Happy people have no history" - French Proverb [This message has been edited by RSWells (08-28-2002 03:16 PM).] |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
This was sad. *sniff* *sniff* Cold hands means a warm heart |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
Eloquent, wise, sad and hopeful words, RSWells. I loved this poem. Mike P.S. It's "its" for possessive, not "it's." |
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Temptress
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-06-15
Posts 7136Mobile, AL |
*sigh* Why is this so far down? It should be where everyone will see it. I will not bend to the cowardice of a silent judgement. |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
This is the first poem of yours that I have read---I will now be on the look-out for more of your poetry! Love, Light & Laughter Linda |
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ecrivan Member Elite
since 2001-12-10
Posts 3923my own state |
I expected a much more flowery poem..that shows I haven't read you in a while...this opens quite well, there is a taste of intrigue...and the closing is also intersting.  |
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Mysteria 
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Love's a stalwart inner core whose glass once empty, it repours limitless its reservoir so to its well I go Soulmate find me, my amour my own search if forevermore will be a quest worth dying for or live in hell I know. ------------------------------- Ah but the glass is now half full instead of half empty. And to find a soulmate is worth the effort of your quest, and I shall hope you find one. Excellent write of a relaxed hand and mind. |
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Sandpiper Senior Member
since 2002-06-15
Posts 738land of flora and fauna |
The knowing, sometimes heaven, sometimes hell. |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Richard "Nearly did I walk the plank a dreary end of dark and dank thinnest thread of hope I thank declined to let me go" Sometimes out of the thinnest thread can spin new colors. I enjoy your thoughts here...deep and intense. |
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