Sifting Grains Of Samhain Sand

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Open Poetry #36

Sifting Grains Of Samhain Sand

icebox
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since 2003-05-03

Posts 4383
in the shadows

0 posted 2005-10-31 06:29 PM

I watch the faces in the shadows of the night,
a gentle wind breathes them into life;
they’re as lively as the winds stir them up to be
steady gazes waiting patiently;
I’ve finally realized there’s nothing I can do,
time is just a karma driven clock,
some faces calm
others full of fear,
a few still wide eyed
wearing shock as badges,
as if somehow it mattered much to me;
some died by malice
others for a price,
some were in the wrong place at the right time.
I’ve known from the morning
I woke having lost the count,
that part of me crossed over to their side;
my clock is ticking louder every day
and now I’m just along for the ride.

©2005 by icebox

[This message has been edited by icebox (10-31-2005 10:43 PM).]

serenity blaze
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since 2000-02-02

Posts 27738

1 posted 2005-10-31 07:33 PM

But yer great company C.

Blessed be m'friend.

I have kids to go scare. (Um, I dressed as a Christian tonight. I know my kids are horrified.

)

Martie

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since 1999-09-21

Posts 28049
California

2 posted 2005-10-31 07:55 PM

icebox

"I woke having lost the count,
that part of me crossed over to their side;
my clock is ticking louder every day
and now I’m just along for the ride."

I hope you'll be around for a long time yet!!

iliana
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since 2003-12-05

Posts 13434
USA

3 posted 2005-11-01 02:21 AM

"I’ve known from the morning
I woke having lost the count,
that part of me crossed over to their side;
my clock is ticking louder every day
and now I’m just along for the ride."

I think many of us get to a point we feel this way. I used to wonder why the people in the nursing homes where I grew up cried at silly things....like seeing babies babble or looking out the window watching squirrels playing on a branch....I used to wonder.

....jo

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