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Open Poetry #34

Freedom's Sail

Magnus

Member Laureate

since 2001-10-10

Posts 14135
South Carolina, USA

0 posted 2005-02-12 09:33 AM

A street, cobbled in history’s labors, moving
slowly toward a waiting sea that laps a
wooded dock of barnacles straining to
hide beneath the water’s ebb.

Time marches in ears that strain to hear
the shod hooves and squeak of wheel. To
hear the laughter of little running legs or
feel the breeze of Autumn’s blanket dragging
the chill of winter into a hearth where coals
lie still in wait the log.

Where gulls fly the morning air and spy a
single crumb....swooping mercilessly down
till one wins...but not always.

Where marching souls carry the arms of freedom
as another soul finds the crumbled earth of
death’s blanket....there by that blue blue sea.

Oh, but to taste the stews brewing or tear
the ragged bread and sop the meager fare
of liberty’s hearth....as a flute plays merrily
and drums roll endlessly...in wait the
billowed sail.

ctowen
Member Elite

since 2001-10-18

Posts 2286
Green Mountains of VT

1 posted 2005-02-12 10:52 AM

I could smell the salt of this .....

.... its breeze across my face, straight to my soul.

Like the fare of this my friend.

VAS
Member Rara Avis

since 2000-11-16

Posts 7450
Oregon

2 posted 2005-02-12 12:23 PM

a wonderful "rocking" of thoughts and images; I felt present for each, I could even almost feel the bread torn by my own hands and the sopping action

exquisitely "penned"

Whether on the shoal or on the shore,
I'll seek the lighthouse evermore.

passing shadows
Member Empyrean

since 1999-08-26

Posts 45577
displaced

3 posted 2005-02-12 01:20 PM

where do ya get the inspiration? lovely write

*Alli4000*