| Open Poetry #22 |
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Moment of Pause |
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WhiteRose Member Elite
since 2002-07-23
Posts 3208somebody's dungeon
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It is the moment of pause I miss. That time out there on the road when thoughts of delivering the load were gone from your mind and in a moment of reflect I would detect your stare. There, within your eyes I saw, with soft edges the image of myself. Smudge of carbon on my face weary from the day yet veiled, seen through your eyes a prize, beauty in pause without any flaws. It is this, I miss the sight of me through love laced eyes. whiteRose [This message has been edited by WhiteRose (10-11-2002 12:00 PM).] |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
This poem makes me miss my liam. I don't know when he is getting back from Calgary. Good write.Cold hands means a warm heart |
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SimplyGold Senior Member
since 2002-07-10
Posts 1453 |
This is very sweet and loving. Enjoyed the innocense of this heartfelt realization that comes inbetween the frantic moments of everyday reality. Much enjoyed thank you for sharing. SimplyGold |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Wistful memory so poignantly expressed. EA |
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scorpio Member Ascendant
since 2002-10-02
Posts 5178right...there |
Beautifully done...love laced eyes...the only way to see one's true love.. |
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