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And she Bellow |
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For_Never Member
since 1999-10-27
Posts 125Cincinnati, oh, United States of America |
True to wrath I am, afraid of who you could be running from pathes unseen dying from thing I am never the truth shall run save for the thing I sung, Celts everlast have done to sing the song unsung blame be past, and love unfound, life true lived, and hate disgusted.. all we are, is all that we have.. lost a bit, now found.. on we go.. and go we onward.. peace not lost..merely misplaced.. things we wove, gone for now, things we had, home at last.. now we put to shoulder, how have we lost forever, die, now we float forever, just intime to be sober.. lastly...we must say.. we fear not night.. but day so as thing blow toward home, I am lost, and dead.. Edward A. Beerman |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Great poem, Ed. You write so profoundly... I'm ever intrigued by your messages. Michael |
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Walter Poe Senior Member
since 1999-10-13
Posts 787 |
brilliant poem enjoyed reading it very deep Walter Hello darkness, my old friend, I've come to talk with you again, Because a vision softly creeping, Left its seeds while I was sleeping, And the vision that was planted in my brain Still remains Within the sound of silence. |
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Isis Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-06
Posts 6296Sunny Queensland |
Deep and yearning Edward, like it's writer  A heart and soul are not judged by how much you love, but by how much you are loved by others... ~Isis~ (Goddess - Sovereign of the Spirit) |
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For_Never Member
since 1999-10-27
Posts 125Cincinnati, oh, United States of America |
Thaks all, I must admit, I was enubreated at the time of it's forging...so I am at a loss ...once again I am hit with the Steinbeck syndrome.. Micheal, Usually I don't reply to my own poem's remarks, but yours strikes me..... How am I so profound as o stir you? Walter poe, thanks for the comment, it does mean much... An'a last, but by far not the least, m'Lady Isis, Ye have been a friend when sureness had left me....hanks for the rock that you had provided... |
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