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icebox
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in the shadows

0 posted 2004-08-27 11:11 PM



I am walking
across the water,
and the land,
it beckons me,
through tides crossways
from home and slaughter,
there is a path
winding before me,
and my soul,
blunted
on the grinding stone
of passion's soft release,
longs in mystery's memory
for the choice of being free.

I won't whine about my burdens,
they are mine to carry well;
I don't believe in Heaven
though I may have walked through Hell,
where the tiger grass still rustles
when I'm restless in the heat,
it's just the sound of memory's shadows
above arrhythmic beats
of a heart too scarred from searching,
and never finding peace.

To know the Way
then wander
troubles me the least,
for the Earth remains
enduring
in its turning
and release,
and life retains
as many courses
in a feast for lovers
as for vagabonds,
for each becomes
the path that leads a soul
to righteousness,
without ever being asked.

Time remains the puzzle,
not its meaning
but its mirth,
and in the final measure
we share an equal worth.

©2004 by icebox

© Copyright 2004 icebox - All Rights Reserved
iliana
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1 posted 2004-08-28 12:30 PM


for the perfection of this beautiful piece of writing.  It is a gift to read it.  .......jo
Honeybunch
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2 posted 2004-08-28 12:51 PM


"and in the final measure
we share an equal worth."

I could of course quote all your lines but your summation hits home the most.  It's just so hard to keep remembering that when one is witness to so many awful things.

Martie
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3 posted 2004-08-28 12:52 PM


icebox

"it's just the sound of memory's shadows
above arrhythmic beats
of a heart too scarred from searching,
and never finding peace."

It frightens me

the flow

the go of it in red

wet dirt


Stop

Too fast the hate

can’t wait to take

I see a fist rising from the nest

where babies are blessed


How many quiet voices

know how to sing


If music could bring

Peace  

     Peace

the song to world       a hymn of grace

I'd sing





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4 posted 2004-08-30 02:00 PM


Time remains the puzzle,
not its meaning
but its mirth,


amen sir....

amen

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5 posted 2004-08-30 02:29 PM


I won't repeat what Ron said as those were also my favorite lines, but you surely did nail that.  By the way, congratulations on your milestone here, you have brought exceptional poetry and wisdom to this forum, thank you.
littlewing
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since 2003-03-02
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6 posted 2004-08-30 04:57 PM


God Icey . . .

To know the Way
then wander
troubles me the least,


THAT sure troubles me . . .
(seems that is what I always do)  

passing shadows
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7 posted 2004-08-31 04:21 AM


good write
ice
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since 2003-05-17
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8 posted 2004-08-31 06:41 AM


Applause! Bravo!
I salute your insight, sir!
And your fine ability to put it down in well arranged words....
--------ice
  ><>

Come read to me some poem,
Some simple and heartfelt lay,
That shall soothe this restless feeling
And banish the thoughts of day.
Longfellow

LeeJ
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Posts 13296

9 posted 2004-08-31 07:46 AM


This was astounding....reinstating my belief, about another dimension, and history repeating itself...time is the mother of peace, scolding us with her indignity of grey hair and shorter lives.
Makes me wonder when I read you poets...that we must be doing something right?  Yes

Very much enjoyed....way good stuff here

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