Open Poetry #39 |
Of Rhythm and Rhyme, A Sliver of Time |
Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
The burden born of another age…given freely Taken freely…held as though a child were Born, resting within the weathered palms of A man of four score years. A billion words, Sacrifices Of an age long ago as wax rivers Ran the night air and the pluck of a sleek Shafted quill awaited the master‘s carving Of a fine and delicate tip…sipping dark Indigo and white parchment..perhaps even stone…Left to be held, revered, coveted by they whose passage was yet to wear the trail of a dozen languages, a million eyes. Oh my Lord, keep from me the last breath, Let not my lips fail before this gift of artistry Is preciously accepted and placed honorably away, kept amongst the flowers blooming, the clutch of a vine circling the mother shaft, As did the words of endless generations, Entwining…ever entwining… The softly spoken whisper…“We must” Carried across the red waters of life’s Blood. Carved into the soul, burned Into the trunk of an ageless tree. Washed Ashore within a bottle…left, to dry…. To bring the words together once more… “We must”…. for it is the words, the Chills of one’s back, the sigh of one’s Lips….the trace of one’s hand upon the Skin of another’s soul…..It is they who Must….must protect the words….written, Died for….hidden….and now locked Away….that one might see …. Upon Another day…. Why… “We Must”… This poem is about art, particularly poetry... the need to preserve and protect it that others might always have the ability to see the writings of the great ones... The man was a fictional Sentinel....a keeper of the key to a vault....where all of the treasures were kept. For all of time... [This message has been edited by Magnus (09-30-2006 11:35 AM).] |
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garysgirl
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
Awesome writing, as always, Barry. Thank you. Hugs, Ethel |
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CastleGuard Senior Member
since 2003-04-30
Posts 760Alberta, Canada |
Yes, 'we must', Barry, and we do by reading, contemplating, and understanding. Perhaps these kind of treasures we must both guard and protect, as well as offer freely on the wandering footsteps of wind to all the corners of the earth. CG |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Yes, dear Barry "we must". And you know for sure I have your treasures in safe keep. Hugs~Nancy ~Time has cast a spell on you, |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Magnus~ 'Oh my Lord, keep from me the last breath, Let not my lips fail before this gift of artistry Is preciously accepted and placed honorably away, kept amongst the flowers blooming, the clutch of a vine circling the mother shaft, As did the words of endless generations, Entwining…ever entwining…' THESE are my thoughts ... oh, yes ... these are my thoughts~ Right now, this day, this moment ... you have touched my ink more than you will know~ *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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