Man always seems to cherish the beauty and discard the hard learned important wisdom. Excellent expose' of man's quest for beauty instead of wisdom.
Love,
annie
Dark, but heartfelt, wise commentary, Jasmin. I find it true whether speaking of our care of the natural world of plants and animals, or speaking of our regard for humanity. Who was that villain? I fear it was us at our worst...Jerry
If I may I would like to share this with you as a comment to your poem!!
Love Tinka
""Dark Cloud Of Remembrance" "
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I am moving into this empty feeling…
On this dark cloud of remembrance
Emotions too damn intense to inspire verse
I came upon the contest of loving thoughts
As butterflies struggle in my naked chest tonight
Oh!! So painful…so bitterly raw
Trying to escape from deep within
The pinching pain of hurt and remembering
It crushed my heart by “loving”
It stole my spirit
And splattered the contents of my soul
Perfecting the torture… of true love
I tripped and stumbled along my way
Trying to be a perfect woman
Helped in every way I could
I almost overcame the fear of tomorrow
Appreciating the sacrifices made
Now caught between the ocean
And the vision from afar
I came upon the contest of my heart
Knowing the distance between us so very wide
I am moving in this darkness
On this dark cloud of remembering
Emotions way too intense to inspire happy verse
This poem the contest of loving thoughts
Became my biggest nightmare
Remembering now…everything I was told
The biggest lie ever…just remember this
Life crushed my heart
And stole my soul
Like opening Mother Gosse trying to get more golden eggs or...
chopping down that beautiful three hundred years old red-wood tree, to make a beautiful collection of coffee tables.
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Corporal Travis dreamed of partnering with a police dog, but Fate handed him a faery and something unexpected instead.. As his normal world spirals into chaos, he is thrust into a centuries-old conflict with stakes higher than he ever imagined.
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Love,
annie
Love Tinka
""Dark Cloud Of Remembrance" "
{Repost}
I am moving into this empty feeling…
On this dark cloud of remembrance
Emotions too damn intense to inspire verse
I came upon the contest of loving thoughts
As butterflies struggle in my naked chest tonight
Oh!! So painful…so bitterly raw
Trying to escape from deep within
The pinching pain of hurt and remembering
It crushed my heart by “loving”
It stole my spirit
And splattered the contents of my soul
Perfecting the torture… of true love
I tripped and stumbled along my way
Trying to be a perfect woman
Helped in every way I could
I almost overcame the fear of tomorrow
Appreciating the sacrifices made
Now caught between the ocean
And the vision from afar
I came upon the contest of my heart
Knowing the distance between us so very wide
I am moving in this darkness
On this dark cloud of remembering
Emotions way too intense to inspire happy verse
This poem the contest of loving thoughts
Became my biggest nightmare
Remembering now…everything I was told
The biggest lie ever…just remember this
Life crushed my heart
And stole my soul
Copyright © 2005 Tinka Boukes
All Rights Reserved
A beauty ravaged by murder,
Murder of the soul,
Of its owner.
I think you have summed up the plight of far too many nonhuman earthly creatures these very sad days, my friend.
chopping down that beautiful three hundred years old red-wood tree, to make a beautiful collection of coffee tables.
Georg
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :(
luv,
et
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
God bless you. Kathy
this is excellent poetry...
John