As 2008 comes to a close
finished as a memory of the past
2009 is waiting to become
the divine future arriving fast
Happy New Year
This Image Is From An Awesome Graveyard I Visit Behind The Catholic Church In My Town Of Cedat Lake, Indiana
The Hallowed
Solace of stone injections;
The callous of harms wall removed;
Built into silence of sated reprievals;
The arrant depths of sorrow's well are soothed…
Destruction seeping inside a vein;
Ajest a gleam of hope to eventually prevail;
Shattered by the grave of sought illusions;
Beneath the hallowed truth of love’s sacred veil…
It all happen in (almost) a blink of an EYE!
a hollowness in my voice
Love this poem and the picture is to die for! Wish I could touch it!
ENJOY! YOur BEGINNING NEW YEAR WElcome Mat Vickie!
Much love and warm embracings!
Warmest Blessings and Love, Warrior Purple Lady SHEExooo
Stay Positive! Through the peace of serenity is within....
May your poetry keep shining brightly and dazzling brilliantly!
Seem to arrive all too quickly for me lately. There are things yet left undone but I reckon they will bump up against me sometime this year trailing new ones in their dust so I can do it all again next year.
Blessings J'nia
Hauntingly beautiful Vick, enjoyed. I still haven't forgotten the pictures I promised you of the grave markers I told you about. Just didn't get down that way this summer...will try for 2009 for sure.
hugs
fee
When two men hit the reset button and decide to go out looking for the good in the world, they not only find it but also a lot more.
P.S. The title is listed on Amazon under Look for Something Good by Robert Drews (not by Robert H. Drews)
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a hollowness in my voice
Love this poem and the picture is to die for! Wish I could touch it!
ENJOY! YOur BEGINNING NEW YEAR WElcome Mat Vickie!
Much love and warm embracings!
Warmest Blessings and Love, Warrior Purple Lady SHEExooo
Stay Positive! Through the peace of serenity is within....
May your poetry keep shining brightly and dazzling brilliantly!
Blessings J'nia
Grand image . . . the poem is like a song played out on a piano - each key is a word; and you are a concert pianist!!
Happy New Year!
Lance
But yes, HAPPY NEW YEAR & POETRY to you too!
Georg
Newfie hugs, Rose
hugs
fee