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Abyss by Jeanette Cooper Saturday, November 01, 2008 Rated "G" by the Author. Share Print Save Become a Fan In this poem I diverge from my usual writing. A rather melancholy piece...
Abyss The deep chasms of man’s worldly plight Webbing the valleys of the soul Grasp wildly for a lifeline of hope Material things toward a concrete goal. The disconsolate man’s silly ploys and toys Hobbies, books, television and such Band aids for the minutes, hours, days, and years Platitudinous pastimes to season the emptiness--untouched. The labors of life, job, duties, responsibilities The crutch that holds one up, character denied Moving man through time mindlessly Performance a habit in an empty vessel, soul died. Feelings stored away in the cave of the mind Anathematized for the pain they bear A foolish eulogy of putting to rest All life’s burdens, the end wrapped in a tear. © 2008 Jeanette Cooper
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Reviewed by Sheila Roy	11/7/2008

It's always great to see a new angle from you, Jeanette. This one strikes deep at the world we live in. Hugs:) Sheila




Reviewed by Dawn Anderson	11/2/2008

Jeanette, this is so powerfully written,and speaks to the heart. This is a keeper...it goes into my library.




Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan	11/1/2008

ah, but those hours days years have made up a life--this is sad, to me, those things should bring joy amidst it all




Reviewed by Axilea MU	11/1/2008

Everything seems so vain from a certain distance. Effective composition, especially the second stanza, in my opinion. Axilea




Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado	11/1/2008

Powerful poem, Jeanette; very well penned! Hope you are okay; you're in my prayers! (((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :(




Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner	11/1/2008

Jeanette, Powerfully penned sadness ... well done. (((HUGS))) and love, Karla. And it seems it's only going to get worse -




Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)	11/1/2008

Very well written sweet lady..enjoyed very much..be well and always safe...Hugss




Reviewed by Sandie Angel	11/1/2008

This is really sad!!! I know with the stock market plunge, some of my friends have lost their life savings. I'm saddened by what is happening to the whole world. Having a lot of money which you count daily but not being able to hold it in your hands to count is a foolish mistake one much learn. The bragging when it's up; and defeated when it's down. This is greed!!!!! I've often advised my friends to invest upon something that will give a little but a sure thing of guaranteed income, but some would not take my advice. Material things are just materials things, they are there for show, but people know with all that material things, you probably will have lots of debts to pay. Leaving beyond means is a torture to oneself, you always have to work to pay interest to others. A good thought-provoking piece!!! Sandie Angel :o)