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Essorant
Member Elite

since 2002-08-10

Posts 4769
Regina, Saskatchewan; Canada

0 posted 2003-08-03 01:58 AM

Avenue of Horror

I take my way on avenue
of horror through my mind to view
and wonder where restorance sit
and if yet there is one last wit.
The floor swims with pools putrid, splayed
ornaments seething molten made ,
delapitated monuments,
fallen a-gore the remanents
only faintly suggesting what yore
they were figured and reared up for.
Leaves waft, my poetries done down
with scrolls flutter, half brent and brown.
I catch one's flight, and see letters
that spell out my first essayed verse.
Why did I not stay in that sense
and earnest, and that innocence?
Those words of greeneness, each a tear
of heaven now construe right clear:
I was a poet the first day
and then fell down my song away.
I was a scholar my first light
then made a vanishing, insight.
With "I" seld did I write, it seems
I threaded in other peoples dreams.
Such is my lot ever nether
Why did I palter with feather
poetic and attempt to sway
with this, a noble wording way?
And why pedantic things enjoy
and try ancient shapes to employ?
"All or nothing" sought too much and
now all feels sore, now nothing grand.
So have I cursed eyes on this tread
and court to catch love or be dead.
In what cell shall I lay in bed
on what thing tender lay my head
and find yet some symbol sacred
when my days thus, I only see
I need the love of a lady.
The most important thing that man
should sue with life's faith is woman
and seek her truth, and seek her light
her love deserve and love her right.
That quest is gold, a thousand fold
better than thoughts and vers controlled.
Write eloquence on that life's page
loving a lady all thy age.
That will fullfill, not toils of rhyme
or vain abstractions of sublime.

[This message has been edited by Essorant (08-03-2003 02:45 AM).]

Mysteria

Member Laureate

since 2001-03-07

Posts 18328
British Columbia, Canada

1 posted 2003-08-04 12:53 PM

Why did I palter with feather
poetic and attempt to sway
with this, a noble wording way?
And why pedantic things enjoy
and try ancient shapes to employ?
"All or nothing" sought too much and
now all feels sore, now nothing grand.

Now there is a lot of wisdom in this poem and I have printed it to read it more thoroughly and enjoy each layer. I enjoyed the mental journey you took me on with this, and saved it, thank you.

I don't want to know where I am going, it will ruin my journey.

Carpe' Diem

Mistletoe Angel

Member Empyrean

since 2000-12-17

Posts 32816
Portland, Oregon

2 posted 2003-09-17 04:22 PM

(sigh) I agree with you so very much, dearest friend, women are those who tame man's spirit and soul and temper them with the ability to love through gentleness and kindness! (big hugggssssss) If we can love with the women, the world can be a much better place! (smiles) God Bless You, sweet friend, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Essorant, thank you for sharing!

May love and light always shine upon you!

Love,
Noah Eaton

I don't need no proof when it comes to God and truth
I can see the sun set and I perceive

***Live***

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