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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738
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Five hundred years ago another woman wept this moon "puce" she said, to no one there knowledge of the blood platoon in the hollows of the clave of the yearning digging grave ripping at the mask she craved an audience of none she wept burying her future there where none would ever deem to tread: "Take these tears and sanctify the ground that cursed them and my sweat take my heart and let it bleed I swear that all will know regret who ever bore a soldier son." She spat into her palm and played the mud of blood to temple mount, and bitter spat her anger then begging for a body count-- less one-- the one who was her son-- And then the Earth was chilled. "Why?" she rocked. "For what?" she cried. "Laws of such are fancy lies and sons of other mothers died-- the knowledge is no comfort, I pray that I die too." Five thousand years of moon another woman sank to knees digging claws so desperately another son had died too soon. She wove a solar cross for him-- stick-man-soul to live again. She tore her nails beyond the quick blood was dripping from her grip to find the measure of her tears she wept to meet the face of fears reprised within the eyes of love staring back in dull. She wept. One less soldier One less son One less man to stand with gun. One less name to carry on to bend the lines of map. * * * Five hundred years from now I will not be here to beg for the life of my own child or lineage of circumspect-- crosses planted in the field-- trees of fruitlessness, I beg selfish in this here, the now, the war of moment let it be Let my boy come home to me-- one less soldier one more son. |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
war is a very ugly thing, which brings out the worst in all involved...wishing things could be settled in another way, and something which tugs at our hearts and minds. Very emotional write, well done. |
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babygirlwlove Senior Member
since 2004-10-10
Posts 1180New York City |
damn...serenity...this is powerful...very moving...I feel you. **babygirL** **Intoxicant to the SouL** |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
Oh this aches BIG time, taking the reader in completely....indeed an emotional write.  m'ladyand I am haunted |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
This rips right through the soul Karen... and you are soooo good at this...  |
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Decaflame Senior Member
since 2001-05-11
Posts 1635 |
Five thousand years of moon another woman sank to knees digging claws so desperately another son had died too soon. She wove a solar cross for him-- stick-man-soul to live again. She tore her nails beyond the quick blood was dripping from her grip to find the measure of her tears she wept to meet the face of fears reprised within the eyes of love staring back in dull. ~*~ And men will be men... and women will mourn. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
*speechless* |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Powerful write Ser! Reached in and grabbed my heart. Excellent! ~Autumn..the year's last, loveliest smile.~ |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
"Take these tears and sanctify the ground that cursed them and my sweat take my heart and let it bleed I swear that all will know regret who ever bore a soldier son." She spat into her palm and played the mud of blood to temple mount, and bitter spat her anger then begging for a body count-- less one-- the one who was her son-- And then the Earth was chilled. "Why?" she rocked. "For what?" she cried. "Laws of such are fancy lies and sons of other mothers died-- the knowledge is no comfort, I pray that I die too." Five thousand years of moon another woman sank to knees digging claws so desperately another son had died too soon. She wove a solar cross for him-- stick-man-soul to live again. She tore her nails beyond the quick blood was dripping from her grip to find the measure of her tears she wept to meet the face of fears reprised within the eyes of love staring back in dull. ================================== *shaking me head in admiration* awesome beyond my mothy words.... what an impressive write.... MUST BE READ ALOUD... KA? ... PUBLISH BABY....PUBLISH She wove a solar cross for him-- stick-man-soul to live again. only you could have written that... Serenityblaze ... Poetryblaze...  Ink runs from the corners of my mouth. |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
should be standard required reading starting in pre-school or perhaps the womb... a powerful right-on write hugging you for this |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
Karen, You move me. That is no empty line.. I love you...I love how you think..I love how you write. This was beyond any word in my vocab.. "cast me gently into the morning, for the night has been unkind" |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
*click* |
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vandana
since 1999-10-22
Posts 10463USA |
nicely done  |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Karen Every son's mother understands and weeps too.  |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
This moves me beyond words... What an excellent, powerful write! |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Im baaaaaaaaack just had to come inhale the reverie of your rhymes again. I hope you know just how awesome this write is. Poetry is emotion put into measure. |
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Paula Finn Member Ascendant
since 2000-06-17
Posts 5546missouri |
You know...I tried I really did to "masquerade" as you...but there is truly only one Serenity...you know this hit me... |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
This was one of those, that I don't know where it came from... but it wasn't fun to write. I'm sure it wasn't much fun to read either, so I appreciate very much your time and attention. thank you |
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scorpio Member Ascendant
since 2002-10-02
Posts 5178right...there |
Powerful image created by your words Karen. And equally powerful emotions expressed. believe in what your heart feels... |
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Dr.Moose1 Member Elite
since 1999-09-05
Posts 3448Bewilderment , USA |
Karen, Again your raw emotion shows through. To harness this would be the means to sculpt something monumental, I believe , might we not do this yet? |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
I just wanted to FEEL this one again K... and it touches just as deeply the second time around...sigh..... The greatest beauty on earth, is |
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Larry C
since 2001-09-10
Posts 10286United States |
Dear Sweet Karen, =========================== Five hundred years from now I will not be here to beg for the life of my own child or lineage of circumspect-- crosses planted in the field-- trees of fruitlessness, I beg selfish in this here, the now, the war of moment let it be Let my boy come home to me-- one less soldier one more son. =========================== How I felt the intense emotion of this piece. Almost more than this broken heart could endure. You are a sweet, sweet mama and I feel your pain. And I love you for it. If tears could build a stairway and memories a lane, I'd walk right up to heaven and bring you home again. |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
Oh K . . . this was penned from the heart of Mary herself . . . for every mother and parent, most importantly, every child. This is stunning. Beyond . . . words here . . . |
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