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cosmic-duality
Junior Member

since 2003-11-24

Posts 14

0 posted 2003-12-03 05:08 PM

Caned men walk, becoming woven images in the tapestry of
Novembers decay
Earth and sky cease their rituals of love, and Orphan their offspring
to sleep
The bus roars by, risen dust follows
The men and women are cramped on the inside
Clinging to love, to loves
By now the young children are broken in by school
Crippled eyes begin to see random chaos
Our malice of modernity
The seagulls, thin in companions
Cry unto sullen earth,
Finally heard about the dead
And framed as individual creations
When the doldrums of day grow dogmatic
And ones drooped eye needs it,
The wind will raise a single leaf
From the hoard, to the sky
You shall wish it to heaven,
You shall smile, for not even a leaf can die
The benevolence of a windily benign park
Flavours our outcast citizen
The widow and the widower, feed
Starved pigeons stale bread
To fill a void with the hungry,
That fly, O fly away once fed

Such is November’s and December’s fusion
When youth and bloom are an optical confusion

PsychoticBunni
Member

since 2003-10-03

Posts 162
Mythical Atlantis

1 posted 2003-12-03 05:13 PM

description is a wonderful power. be glad that you have it. wonderful and vivid were the pictures you created. and yes optical illusions fill the lives of us young ones during these months of winter.

Meg

tragedy is cutting your finger. comedy is falling into an open sewer and dying.
-Mel Brooks

Greeneyes

Member Rara Avis

since 2000-09-09

Posts 9903
In Your Poetic Mind

2 posted 2003-12-03 05:22 PM

Hi and Welcome to Passion, we are indeed glad you are here.....this is a beautiful first post, and will look forward to more...

please check your email for a special greeting

Kindly

Greeneyes~

True poems rest between the words

Marge Tindal

Member Empyrean

since 1999-11-06

Posts 42384
Florida's Foreverly Shores

3 posted 2003-12-03 05:57 PM

Welcome to Passions~
A most intriguing first post~
*Huglets*
~*Marge*~

~*When the heart grieves over what it has lost,
the spirit rejoices over what it has left.
- Sufi epigram
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steavenr
Member Elite

since 2003-11-17

Posts 4058

4 posted 2003-12-03 10:45 PM

First, welcome. Enjoyed your premiere.

Especially liked:

"Caned men walk, becoming woven images in the tapestry of
Novembers decay
Earth and sky cease their rituals of love, and Orphan their offspring
to sleep
The bus roars by, risen dust follows
The men and women are cramped on the inside
Clinging to love, to loves
By now the young children are broken in by school
Crippled eyes begin to see random chaos"

cosmic-duality
Junior Member

since 2003-11-24

Posts 14

5 posted 2003-12-04 12:24 PM

I want to thank you all who enjoyed reading my first poem posted, this warm welcome is just the thing I need to boost my confidence. once again thanks to all of you.

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