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Feb 2 08, 19:48
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Ornate Oracle
Group: Centurion
Posts: 4,592
Joined: 31-October 03
From: New Jersey
Member No.: 39
Real Name: John
Writer of: Poetry
Referred By:Larry Carr
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CAVUM
My heart’s grown cold, moribund, solid as wood; I’m sedated by remorse, hidden by an obtuse hood.
Speech is stammered, jagged, a bit off line; words are hollow, they’ve lost their rhyme.
A lone nimbus shrouds my frail silhouette, silence piques my focus on an ire I chose to forget.
Solemn, gothic tides rise to suffocate, drowning past memories I can no longer relate.
Windswept voices echo harsh, discrepant chords, sandwiched with gloom, often felt, never ignored.
My brittle soul is weary, a dim, vacuous cavity not stylishly profound nor ringing of any clarity.
Through a murky mist, silver threads beamed a world of loving chimes I’ve often dreamed.
Affection I now seek, not a token award, fulfillment’s my goal, its my just reward.
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Give thanks for your new friends of today, but never forget the warm hugs of your yesterdays.
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May 16 08, 11:45
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Ornate Oracle
Group: Praetorian
Posts: 9,030
Joined: 27-August 04
From: Bariloche, Argentine Patagonia
Member No.: 78
Real Name: Sylvia Evelyn Maclagan
Writer of: Poetry & Prose
Referred By:David Ting
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Oh my, John, this is powerful stuff...mmm....deftly written & excellent choice of words. I've been making other posts just now, so I'll return here and make another comment after I've re-read it. And after I've had my lunch & walk...LOL....
I wanted to congratulate you straight away!
Cheers, Syl ***
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Mis temas favoritos The Lord replied, my precious, precious child, I love you and I would never leave you. During your times of trial and suffering, when you see only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you.
"There is no life higher than the grasstops Or the hearts of sheep, and the wind Pours by like destiny, bending Everything in one direction."
Sylvia Plath, Crossing the Water, Wuthering Heights. Nominate a poem for the InterBoard Poetry Competition by taking into careful consideration those poems you feel would best represent Mosaic Musings. For details, click into the IBPC nomination forum. Did that poem just captivate you? Nominate it for the Faery award today! If perfection of form allured your muse, propose the Crown Jewels award. For more information, click here!MM Award Winner
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