Open Poetry #16 |
With Age |
Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
With Age Age has slowly now refined the gracious word, the soul and mind enriched the thought, the verse, the rhyme enhanced the bloom upon the vine It’s not the years, but miles tread that strenthens heart’s most fragile thread But nothing can erase the dread of having left three words unsaid Elizabeth Santos |
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Martie
Moderator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Oh liz--very big impact with this poem..so true, so you. Hugs! |
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Tracey Member Elite
since 2001-08-29
Posts 2808where insanity meets breeding |
Ooh, cool poem. That last line really seems to jump out and hit the reader unexpectedly. Great write. |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Oh, this is good. And the ending is magnificent. |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
It wasn't me? *G* Sorry, Elizabeth... all I'm getting with age is old... and I said those other words once too often. LOL This is beautiful, flowing with rhythm and filled with truth.... and headed into my library. *S* |
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Decaflame Senior Member
since 2001-05-11
Posts 1635 |
With age, brevity reigns, supreme thought, feelings wrought bring rain |
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Gemini Senior Member
since 1999-12-15
Posts 1203Wisconsin, USA |
Liz, Very poignant, very beautiful. |
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Nightshade
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
Elizabeth - This is truly wonderful. I enjoyed. Chris Life is not measured by breaths you take, but by moments that take your breath away. |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
BRAVO!!! Wonderful!!! Yes, through time age is defined, though there is yet so much more to look upon and discover, which is the wonders of inspiration! (big hugggssssss) I love it, dearest friend! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Elizabeth, thank you for sharing! May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton |
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Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
With Gray Age, retired rocking chair days On the front porch and watching the highways Pondering the future’s words to be spoke If someone comes making silence broke. Planning to tell them if they happen by, Like the clouds drifting in the clear blue sky. Remembering not being with gray head, Echoes of forgotten words never said. Gloom |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Those three little words are the most important in the universe and you have said it well - but then you always do! Lovely Elizabeth. ~*~ Carpe' Diem ~*~ |
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Interloper
since 2000-11-06
Posts 8369Deep in the heart |
I have left unsaid the three most important words no more left unsaid I now tell you I love you I must show that I love you Fool, said my Muse to me, look in thy heart and write. |
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The Lady of Shallot Senior Member
since 2001-10-03
Posts 818USA |
someone once told me they should be said each time, as if it were the very last and believe me, I know this is so. Lovely, Elizabeth, just lovely. -befriend yourself and you will never be alone- |
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Robert A Member
since 2001-10-29
Posts 174 |
this is excellent poetry! |
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Auguste
since 2000-02-16
Posts 3953By the sea |
Bravo, Liz! I couldn't have explained it better. Well said! Michael Auguste~ |
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