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The Passionate Stoic
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The Passionate Stoic |
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fractal007 Senior Member
since 2000-06-01
Posts 1958 |
The cold night air brushes my skin and the gentle lapping of the waves answers the forlorn face of the moon staring down cast upon the surface of the deep. It's then that I see her standing feet just touching the water's edge face held high eyes to the horizon I'd like to ask her if she comes here often but I know she probably gets that all the time so why would I be any different? I'd like to get to know her but would I be the first person to desire that? I'm about to walk away -- too chicken to try How long will it be? I don't know what to say. No one's ever asked me that type of question out of the blue before. How long will it be that we look out on shores like this and make up stories and conceive of knowledge and dream up ideas before it all ends and we die and turn to dust? Everyone someday dies I think to myself Joy Kogawa - Every world has to die Marcus Aurelius? and it will take its stories and knowledge into the blackness again what a pitiful sentiment what's wrong with living life to its fullest if you and your life won't count for anything beyond the confines of your own experience |
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hunnie_girl
since 2006-06-18
Posts 2567Canada |
I love the way you set this up:-) great poem Krysti |
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Spuddette Member
since 2008-07-03
Posts 112England |
I'm not sure I fully understand the conversation at the end - but I feel the girl on the shaw has a very dark and pessimistic outlook. Very thought provoking. You sing. |
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XGarapanX Senior Member
since 2008-06-19
Posts 1435Antarctica |
You are quite the artist. ·´~`·»Brett«·´~`· |
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