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Burdened
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Burdened |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA 
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What burden, the stones piled upon the earth’s edge, where shards sting the weary hands that grasp the precipice, as toes seek the crevice that will keep alive the heart that falters. What trial that brings to bear the soul’s lament of that which hides beyond the dark of night, awaiting the rise of slumbering limbs...wishing to tear asunder the spirit that weakens, the flame that grows dim, more dim by each hour. What sound, that comes from the darkened corner of a closet that only one shares with no other. Whispering softly in the still of a room where floors creak and windows show the age of hours of despair and depression that rides a dark horse. What? What comes and releases the latch upon the gate. Walking stealthily onto a porch of history, where times were once silken and the faded smile again filled the eyes that now cry for relief and a time when all fades...turns and walks away... |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Good grief! Have you no shame! The imagery... will haunt me for many tomorrows... write that novel, will you? Please? |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
"depression that rides a dark horse" What a terrific line... in fact, it's a terrific poem. |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
Excellent! I could feel the heaviness of the burden right the way through the poem. Hope that your burden lightens in time. - Owl |
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Klassy Lassy Member Elite
since 2005-06-28
Posts 2187Oregon |
I had to blink back tears reading this--deeply touching. You are an amazing poet, Magnus. May the old hurts fade, always, leaving eyes that smile. ~ Karen |
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