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Stone's Clasp
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Stone's Clasp |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA 
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What waits beyond the gallows door afore the crimson bleed where many crawl the cobbled floor in wait the breath of need. There say the voice of hurried tongue and shallow heart in beat. Be strong my son, number one our journeys now complete. For from the eyes a tear does fall into the crimson brine. As laborers do cry and call and wait the beggar’s line. Where dogs shall howl and bark away the moon and stars before the wait is gone and now we stand the cold cold gallows floor. For in the morn, as light does bathe the sill in wait your grasp, the crow shall caw beyond the stones that dirty hands shall clasp. And as the earth does cover thee as light does stand at noon, a father falls to bended knee, his loss a son too soon. |
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jody5 Senior Member
since 2005-12-21
Posts 876California, U.S.A. |
Great write. Much enjoyed. Huggs Kimberly |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
One of the saddest events to experience, dear Barry! This hurts, you have written this with great intensity. Love, Margherita |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Barry, You write well, enjoyed. |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
Touching words, Barry  M |
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Klassy Lassy Member Elite
since 2005-06-28
Posts 2187Oregon |
Ohhhh! the pain! Now I can only wonder what inspired this... ~ Klassy |
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Patricia Member Elite
since 2003-04-06
Posts 2160Missouri |
Exceptional writing, Barry. Pat |
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SmartChick Member Rara Avis
since 2001-09-23
Posts 7081On A Journey To The Unknown |
This sounds so sad. |
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