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Tried Once More
by
Walter Jones
(Age: 67)
copyright 03-03-2012
Age Rating: 18 +
Keep in clear
The savage we feel
Read the page
Soft swiftly we stand
Love in a warm sand
Reality cries in spirit
We leave a message
In a light finding
A scream fell on a dead ear
Please the heart of here
Read not a page
Rage is in sage
Give to lead
Child weeps in keeping
Peace leads the memory
As black fills the mind
Time makes all shades
A marker in the sand
Ask not what pledes
As real dreams fade
Cups fill with oil
Face terms
Creases lost in age waiting
Road closed
Rose on my thorny past
Last of the verses
Hearse sings a song of love
Life has moved to last
Poet drops the brush
And the artist
Cries no more
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03-30-2012
Wayne Thomas
Once again I stand in awe of the way you can say and emote so much in economy of words. I've always said that poetry is based on emotion first, then the narration. You, sir, are a master of emoting and a master of the language, nearly always with just the right combination of words to grasp us and bear us along with you on whatever journey. Thank you, and a tip of my boater to ya!
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03-05-2012
Jeff Holt
I read this several times.Intriguing sir,much here to consider.Again,I ponder the valid pen strokes while the canvas of painted imagery covers my mind. Hopefully, other readers find our works worth their reading time.
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03-05-2012
Frank Fields
And so we weep. Both for the brush and the word. But with a hope and prayer that whomsoever looks upon our works finds them, if not fine or more, then at the very least worth the while.
Frank :)
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