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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California 
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REACHING I stare out at the world sometimes, And God I feel so small. Mountains surround me on all sides, Yet I ignore their call. Strange beauty in isolation, It's water that holds my will. I’ve long longed for the ocean, I’m longing for her still. But trapped within these margins I’ve struggled in-between, The ruler measures my thoughts to A seventeen inch screen. Red underlines each misstep, Till Hope lies undefined; And inspiration bleeds from me All Sanity’s inclined. Senseless, aimless rebuttals, I’m flailing in the wake Of all I once though common sense, I’ve since come to forsake… To pay my adorations, Acknowledge paradox, Or just tip my hat to a man Still trapped within a box. It seems the story ever ends, The plot’s never revealed. The mystery Life slowly rends For me remains concealed. And so I tape my blistered palms Once more unto the oars, To sail for dreams I’ve never found Upon these waking shores. For silence is a virtue, Where memory pristine… And who would dare to step upon A truth Time’s yet to glean? Though peace may be a river, Too often I’ve felt the drought. Still, if acquiescence the answer, I hope I never find out. Michael Anderson [This message has been edited by Michael (11-18-2007 10:34 PM).] |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Michael It is so good to see you posting. As always your writing is with open palm, so true that I can feel the callus. Wishing you the best. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Strange beauty in isolation, It's water that holds my will. I've long longed for the ocean, I'm longing for her still. But trapped within these margins I've struggled in-between, The ruler measures my thoughts to A seventeen inch screen. ================================= The story never-ending, The punchline never sprung. I know my never-never land Gave way when I was young. And so I tape my blistered palms Once more unto the oars, To sail for dreams I've never found Upon these waking shores. For silence is a virtue, Where memory pristine And who would dare to step upon A truth Time's yet to glean? Though peace may be a river, Too often I've felt the drought. Still, if acquiescence the answer, I hope I never find out. ===================================== Few write the ache and angst wrapped in rhyme like you ... few make me feel every word...that last verse is pure poetry in motion. What can I say that I havent said before... you are such a gifted poet...and I, for one will always be grateful to get to read you..grateful your pen doesnt take that "silence is a virtue" as a vow.... Wanna know what my fave line was? ... "Michael Anderson"  So good to read your wisdom and rhymes divine Michael. jm No one has ever shown me how to see the world the way I see it now ... |
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garysgirl  
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
Michael, this is an absolutely stunning poem. You captured so many feelings in this...so much truth. I don't think I've seen your work in this past month and a half that I've been here. I hope to see more of your poetry. "Love makes the world go around" |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
This piece flows along so smoothly and pulls the reader in so that they can picture clearly every word that you have written. This has such clarity and depth to it. Truly a wonderful write of excellent craftmanship. Thank you for sharing it for all to enjoy. |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
This is magnificent Michael, It's always a pleasure reading you. enjoyed and adding to my library. Maree  |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
"For silence is a virtue, Where memory pristine… And who would dare to step upon A truth Time’s yet to glean? Though peace may be a river, Too often I’ve felt the drought. Still, if acquiescence the answer, I hope I never find out."  (big hugggsssssss) Oh Michael, this is excellent, sweet friend, I have missed your wonderful words so much as I hope you seek this inner peace and find that river always more than half-filled! (smiles) God Bless You, sweet friend, 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..." |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
Michael!!!! YOU have been gone too long. and yanno, YOU KNOW I love this: "Still, if acquiescence the answer, I hope I never find out" That is SO me, I've got to hug you for that... oh just put up with it! Now if I could only get you to sign this contract stating that you agree to post just one poem per week.... Miss you my friend. |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Welcome home, Michael. You've been too long gone...and too sorely missed. These words are like a balm...and how we shall all heal well, now that you are home again! |
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Nan
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
You SHINE in the DARK, m'friend - You knew that, of course... My favorite lines - A truth Time’s yet to glean?" Hoping all's well - Give Linda & Mikey hugs...  |
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