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The Mason |
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divine chaos Senior Member
since 2006-07-09
Posts 617dancing 'neath the moon 
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Another stone is laid to rest In the wall that's being built The progress slow but steady As the trowel smooths and fills The mason toils in silence Fitting every stone with care It must be stronger, taller Than before was ever dared. To protect the precious thing within From ever falling to harm It must be thick, it must be hard To weather any storm. The last stone placed, the mason stands To admire the masterpiece A wall so cold, so proud, so bold That few would dare to breech The needed tools are left outside For a new builder to start, In hopes someday a bridge will span This brand new wall around my heart. |
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TinaTrivett Senior Member
since 2006-07-15
Posts 569 |
Very well done. Flowed nicely too. Great visual. |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
I enjoyed this, although it is sad. I hope that you will find a man who will not only build a bridge across the top of the wall, but, in time, also tear down the wall (and then the bridge that will no longer be needed, will come tumbling down too). - Owl |
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divine chaos Senior Member
since 2006-07-09
Posts 617dancing 'neath the moon |
thankies  *smiles* this is an old writing of mine, Owl. I found the builder. He's spent years building the bridge that spanned my wall, he just keeps losing his nerve when it comes to building the last few steps  (my post "He says, She says" should tell the rest of the story lol, if you haven't seen it already *grins*) ~*Sheli*~ By words the mind is winged |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
My father put up walls such as these in the real... to protect babies, and puppies but never to keep love out, nor sealed in... THAT...  would have taken a roof... But yes, the metaphor is not lost... |
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Joyce Johnson
since 2001-03-10
Posts 9912Washington State |
Well done but sad to think a heart needs such a thick wall. Love, Joyce |
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divine chaos Senior Member
since 2006-07-09
Posts 617dancing 'neath the moon |
no matter how many walls I build, Sunshine, I can never bring myself to roof it Always guarded but ever hopeful ~*Sheli* By words the mind is winged |
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