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Open Poetry #32

One Hundred ZZ17

Professor Gloom
Member Elite

since 2000-07-23

Posts 3082
of Depression

0 posted 2004-06-29 09:13 AM

With each step,
The journey was built,
Farther and farther from start.
With some help,
The journey was met,
Travel to discover heart.

To these Hundred steps.

Carved stone
Into mountain face
Reaching to city gates,
Hefted stone
Hands brought walls to place
Protecting from demons hate.

A Hundred craftsmen
A Hundred weeks
A Hundred steps to city gates
Where the thousand innocent children sleep

Nesting on mountain crest
Stone on stone fortress home.

Gloom

kayjay
Member Elite

since 2002-06-24

Posts 2015
Oregon

1 posted 2004-06-29 09:16 AM

This sounds like a walk we all take in our way. There is a lot to think about here. Well done! KJ

Through rubble and trouble and dark of night
The yawn of a dawn will hasten the light

Susan Caldwell
Member Rara Avis

since 2002-12-27

Posts 8348
Florida

2 posted 2004-06-29 09:27 AM

"With each step,
The journey was built,
Farther and farther from start.
With some help,
The journey was met,
Travel to discover heart."

Farther and farther from start, with some help.....indeed. Something it took me hard knocks to get...