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Facing the Cold
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Facing the Cold |
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kari Member
since 1999-10-03
Posts 104Hyde Park, Ut, USA |
I see the face I crave tonight Dreams are spilt But I still fight I close my eyes Imagaine I see My hopes... That were stripped from me Once again I shut the door Crawl into my bed of guilt That I don't want anymore The task Is so much harder now I need your presence... Here somehow Fear of absence Impossible to show Depression seeping Into my soul The tattered letter Shaking in my hand Weeping softly... All that I can Tasting the salt Which memories withold Changing fear into faith... And Facing The Cold |
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Changing fear into faith can be a grievious and sometimes impossible task. I can relate well to these words. Especially the salt... Can be bitter at times, no? Michael |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
kari, this is a beautiful poem so full of emotion and expression...very well written. sweetly sad and honest. very nice work take care, janet marie In the time we've known That we each are a part of one another We've lost as much as we have won... And as our lives have grown We have found that it only brings us pain To hang on to the things that we have done... ***Still I love the times you've come*** Jackson Browne |
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~Venus~ Member
since 2000-01-27
Posts 128 |
Beautiful poem...I too have felt this way...tugged at heart strings! ~goddess of love, passion, and desire~ *She loves, she's Love, and yet she is not lov'd* |
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JOY 14 Senior Member
since 1999-09-22
Posts 1419Wisconsin USA |
Kari, The last two verses really got me! I could see the letter in your shaky hand and your want to move to faith. Joy Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, Old time is still a-flying, And this same flower that smiles today To-morrow will be dying. -Robert Herrick |
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Aiden Kelly Member
since 2000-02-14
Posts 148Ft. Wayne, IN USA |
i've been there. you can make it. and thru your poem i felt like i was going thru it with you... very vivid and real as well as impressive in style... |
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