Open Poetry #31 |
Death be not Black [for a friend] |
Sunshine
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Death Be Not Black Nay, shall I not look 'pon Death as black, black as this silk laid over thy looking glass, nor black as the pillow 'neath your head stark against this white of thee's last bed but reflect 'pon thy crimson rose lying there Nay, this demise be but sweet release, my love, as thy flight t'ward that next life shall be thy sweeter reward than thou hast here in this day's long shadows but faint scent of thy crushed crimson rose shall linger on and only white shall greet thy sight as thou wing on t'ward heaven ~*~ Repost, slightly revised |
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DavePage Member Elite
since 2003-12-21
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Life Spring like a rose To grow again Dave I always asked to buried at sea There are places I have never seen |
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Sadelite Member Elite
since 2003-10-11
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Very touching. I'm feel sure this will be very special to your friend. It is absolutely beautiful and heartfelt. Sadie |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
Karilea, this reaches out beyond the pages of blue. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
a beautiful insight |
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dingusjr Member
since 2003-09-24
Posts 415Missouri |
and the language puts a certain timelessness to it....very nice! |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
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Karilea, what a touching and beautiful write. Maree Beauty of the world which is soon to perish has two edges, one of laughter and one of anguish, cutting the heart asunder. |
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Goldenrose Member Elite
since 2003-05-30
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K this poem reads a little like Shakespeare....very well crafted..... Thank you.. Goldenrose. ''Each soul is potentialy divine..the goal is to manifest that divinity'' |
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kayjay Member Elite
since 2002-06-24
Posts 2015Oregon |
There is a beautiful patina to the pictures you paint. This almost seems as tho' it might have been written centuries ago. Ken Through rubble and trouble and dark of night |
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MGROVES
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the beauty of a rose last a short time while the essence of it's fragrance keeps the memory lingering on a lifetime so that beauty never really dies. life is to short, we need to slow down take time, so we too leave good memories behind doesnt have to be only black or white. memories come in many colors lol |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
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this is so needed for all to see, beautifully written and believed...you've got my vote! many thanks for sharing. |
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Sunshine
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Thank goodness for archives. I send this poem, by snail mail, into the breach of pain over loss; may it lessen the ache. |
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