Open Poetry #27 |
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In the bucket there, |
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Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
Once my heart was heavy, So I took it out and put it carefully In the bucket there, Once my tears grew too many So I hung my head and cried endlessly In the bucket there, Once my soul was weary So I opened up removing easily In the bucket there. The bucket has grown full of cast off me As I empty it into the salty cold sea Then rinsing it all out to fill with sand To build a castle with my own hand That will only briefly built be Till tide returns the sand to the sea. So in the moments before the sun Sea stroking beach devour has begun And in the rising of a day And fast falling of the night Ends moonlight’s play With light. So I rise to leave the clinging sand With an empty bucket in hand. Gloom |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
"The bucket has grown full of cast off me As I empty it into the salty cold sea" Much preferable than lugging that stuff around with ya. hmmm. *eyes twinkling* Ouch. I just realized what I typed. Smacking myself in the head. Thanks--I needed this. A gentle reminder it is too--and your sand ocean metaphor is rendered nicely into cycles and the ephemeral quality of life. Well done. |
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gemjop Member Elite
since 2002-11-18
Posts 2587Pencilveinia, USA |
good to see you here gloom, give us more please.... |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
"So I rise to leave the clinging sand With an empty bucket in hand." Great lines, and great write. Susan |
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Nan
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
How to enLIGHTen a GLOOMy one.. I enjoyed this PG... ![]() |
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vlraynes Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-25
Posts 8229Somewhere... out there... |
"Once my heart was heavy, So I took it out and put it carefully In the bucket there, Once my tears grew too many So I hung my head and cried endlessly In the bucket there, Once my soul was weary So I opened up removing easily In the bucket there. The bucket has grown full of cast off me As I empty it into the salty cold sea" PG...I love the whole idea of these lines, as well as the accompanying images that came to mind. Wonderfully penned, poet sir. ![]() Hugs, ~Vicky "My friends are my estate." |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
Aszard, what can I say? you know I love to read you, always |
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Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
Thank you all I am pleased you enjoy my words, Gloom |
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