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I am the weeper
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I am the weeper |
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RedStoneEB Senior Member
since 2003-06-08
Posts 772uk 
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I am the weeper. All memories follow me Silence borrows my speech. Thou art too irresistible like a rose, grown from a place no beauty should grow-- deny me, a moment in thy arms weeping, still weeping-- what breath shall be my own in love? I long for something more. I am the sorrow. Quickening, stirred within the depths each memory be a form of me. Ceaselessly roaming-- Fall through my thoughts, flow like the streams, each sin be a blessing of courage-- what lord should judge the ill-sick foe sped through the soundless murmur of thou though the spirit hath spread hereafter. I am the dream. Gather me the lies whilst yet in favour of hope. The heart regrets a meeting-- soul hast thou agreed? The memories that followed bow before the rose dost wilt away poor fool that died before an age-- yet dared not live again implacable among others. I am death alone. Think ill of me if thou shall and then—then, come and join me. Be kind the grave on th’ passing-- yet thou art not dead—but dead inside what stars possess is distance from emotions. And in distance is the beauty of breathing without love-- breathe alone thy warrior soul permits courage is far greater than been the hero. I am the lonesome mind. It matters not unto the weak to linger on a memory for passing hours. Let us be unconquerable by past-- embrace her as she has embraced thou. What sea is left to sail-- love is all but one of many and yet romance hast found the years. Poets always write of such-- but I wrote what was there to be now holding onto an embraced memory. |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Lee~ The impact of your dynamic title drew me in ... the penning held me~ This is poignantly lovely~ *Huglets*  ~*Marge*~ ~*The sound of a kiss is not as strong as that of a cannon, but it's echo endures much longer*~ |
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JesusChristPose Senior Member
since 2005-06-21
Posts 777Pittsburgh, Pa |
"I am death alone. Think ill of me if thou shall and then—then, come and join me." ~ I enjoyed this very much. Each stanza described the heading with much vision. And the above lines were my favorite. "Melvin, the best thing you got going for you is your willingness to humiliate yourself." |
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