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Betrayed by word yet to be written...

15:19 Jul 30 2011
Times Read: 780


Tracks stray before me

Two rails with ties that bind

Or pavement framed by glowing lines

Along this tired denim road

Reflecting back while looking forward

Moving forward

Always forward

Grasping at the fading light

Of the distant red horizon

Leaving the sky to wait again

Patiently from end to end

Dreaming a Milky Way dream

Behind the eons tired eyes

With only the stars for company

Unseen

Blinded by the Earth’s great shelter

Heavy

So heavy

Obscuring the twinkling lights

And the pale glow of the moon

Slowly creeping

While the constellations fall

Victims of this murky wall

Fading where the storms of your emotions

Soak the acrid ground

Making my bed

This muddy land where I sleep

And stains my breathless soul

In the dark night

So deep

But with the morning sun

I find a way to rise again

And move forward

Always forward


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PAGAN
PAGAN
15:27 Jul 30 2011

new dawn, new day :)





Joli
Joli
16:05 Aug 01 2011

Leaving the sky to wait again

Patiently from end to end
- So beautiful



The feeling of the whole is a wearying treadmill trudge with a red-glowing hope just out of reach.



Great job!



 

Linky link

01:18 Jul 11 2011
Times Read: 807


Perfecting the Imperfect now with photographic goodness.


You can fan the Facebook page here as well.

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Morrigon
Morrigon
01:19 Jul 11 2011

The set is awesome. Little guys are so cuuuute.





PAGAN
PAGAN
15:30 Jul 30 2011

ahh...I knew that poem was familiar.



Perfect.





 

Perfecting the imperfect..

03:05 Jul 08 2011
Times Read: 839


Time outs between the time

When hours and seconds

Meld minutes by

Tiny hands holding on

While shrieks of laughter

Crowd the setting sun

Reflection of days to come

And days gone by

And what we’ve done

Moments captured

As bugs in a jar

Lighting the dark

Earth-bound stars


Paths created by force of nature

Waters flowing from here to there

Making slippery rocks

That prove only

A road too sweet to pass by

A slip

A fall

None too cautious

This day was made

For messes

And to let the boys be boys


Turn a rock

Nature’s garden

And the questions

That can’t be answered

Is this a rock, or a dinosaur egg?

And what is behind that wall of shale?

A secret entrance to an undiscovered tale!

Waiting to be told

We’ll be known throughout the world

And won’t that be something?

Only imagination

Limits the wonders to behold


What is there?

Minnows? Crawfish?

See how they swim backward

And the fish dart

A zig

A zag

Turn another stone

And the catfish scatter

Bumping blindly into legs

Giving way to laughter and surprise

Feeling the current

And the soft bed between toes

A funeral at sea

For a friend that will never be

And another red stone for a collection

Happy times to revisit often

As often as the water flows this way

And while boys can be boys

The discovery of the wonders that surround

Will someday make them better men

And the generations to come

As generations gone by

Are better for them


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PAGAN
PAGAN
06:39 Jul 08 2011

see, knew you could do it. :)))





Joli
Joli
16:44 Jul 08 2011

This is inspired and beautiful. I love it from beginning to end. It captivated me with its lyrical rhythm from the very first stanza. Brilliantly done, birra.





 

The loss of nothing to lose...

16:09 Jul 03 2011
Times Read: 866


I have been seriously lacking inspiration lately. I can't see writing another poem about the things that haunt my mind and stress dominates my days. Maybe it is a fear of seeming too negative or feeling within myself I'm dwelling on all of the negative. I'm lacking focus and direction - something I had a lot of a few years ago when I took up writing for pleasure again.


I have to say, Joli had a lot to do with it. She helped me remember that I used to enjoy writing for pleasure.


If you've never read Joli's poetry, please do so. Much of it can be found in this section of her journal.


If you enjoy good poetry... you will enjoy perusing her pages.


In the meantime I'm going to work on trying to find inspiration within myself and writing about something other than my own negativity.


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Sulks
Sulks
16:53 Jul 03 2011

meh. I think that happens to everyone now and again. Don't fret about it. You'll find 'it' again soon enough and by then, you'll have something to write about I'm sure.



Looking forward to when you do.





Joli
Joli
19:01 Jul 08 2011

A man like you is a rarity in this world. You're too close to yourself to see that, but a man like you needs to capture bits of the world that enchants you, to hold it in your hands a moment and add some of your own imagination. And we need to have those glimpses when you share them because afterwards, we are all the richer.








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