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Michael

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0 posted 2006-02-13 01:59 PM

Punching Out

A tender youth, a valiant prize,
I held passion within the eyes;
And took the charge for all it worth
To win the game began by birth.
To tend the stock, as did my dad,
And make better the life we had…
Ran headlong, dreams and goals forewent,
Unto walls of livelihood spent.

I punched the clock, I rode the tide
That swallowed me— that stole my pride—
That rendered me, a man of hope,
But a miserable misanthrope.
I limped each day, dreaming of death
Never slowing to catch my breath,
Until, alas, there came the bell
I learned to love— to hate as well.

But in the night, that chronic thread
That I hung by when left for dead,
Would of it’s own accord give slack
Until I watched all from my back.
Though tearful in Ambition’s wake,
It never seemed my choice to make…
And so I’d rise to die again
Each day, much to my own chagrin.

But God, dear God, how can it be
That man in the mirror I see—
That man who stares with vapid eyes
That scream an endless churn of “whys?”
Could somehow cast this view askance,
See beyond what’s given by chance?
Dare, seeing what we’re living for,
Believe there might be something more?

Michael Anderson

[This message has been edited by Michael (02-14-2006 07:09 PM).]

Christopher

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Purgatorial Incarceration

1 posted 2006-02-13 02:18 PM

be back.

good to see ya bud!

Bodger
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since 2005-06-12

Posts 1260
Tolerance for a short time

2 posted 2006-02-13 02:33 PM

This has to be the first of a series of words

Yes but so much unsaid

Dave

Mysteria

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British Columbia, Canada

3 posted 2006-02-13 02:42 PM

Though tearful in Ambition’s wake,
It never seemed my choice to make…
And so I’d rise to die again
Each day, much to my own chagrin.

Dare, seeing what we’re living for,
Believe the might be something more?

Oh it is great to read a new one Michael, and one with such a punch of a message.

It think therein those lines, is the hope of all mankind actually. To dare dream there is more is what sometimes keeps us all going.

Good to read you.

Even while we speak, envious time has passed: pluck the day, putting as little trust as possible in tomorrow!

Carpe Diem' - Horace

serenity blaze
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4 posted 2006-02-13 03:18 PM

and oh...there's more yet.

Bilbo Baggins smells adventure I tell ya!

Midnitesun

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Gaia

5 posted 2006-02-13 03:21 PM

yippeeee
what a write!
in line with others,
hoping there will be more

iliana
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since 2003-12-05

Posts 13434
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6 posted 2006-02-13 10:23 PM

This is a terrific write!

The Lady
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since 2005-12-26

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The Southwest

7 posted 2006-02-13 10:54 PM

Amazing!

Martie

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8 posted 2006-02-13 11:53 PM

Michael....You write so well....a champion with the pen and with life, I'd say! Good to see you!

Sunshine

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Listening to every heart

9 posted 2006-02-13 11:57 PM

Yes, what serenity Said...

this is the beginning
of the begin...

a step unfolding underneath
needful toes...

tell on, Michael.

If not for us,
then for yours.

It's good to have you home again.

Mysteria

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since 2001-03-07

Posts 18328
British Columbia, Canada

10 posted 2006-02-14 12:51 PM

Well you sure do inspire - here's a simple offering from one of your poetry fans - We all hope you don't stay away so long again.
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serenity blaze
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since 2000-02-02

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11 posted 2006-02-14 05:53 PM

I knew you'd making me come typing after you---WRITE, yes, but write ME too, will ya?

Sheesh.