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· How I Saved Humankind

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· In the End: Apocalyptic Poetry

· A Throne's Stowaway

· On the Edge of Words


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· Burning at Both Ends

· The Power of One

· The Golden Angel

· In the Shadowof the Demon

· One Month Later

· A Man of His Word

· Secrets in the Walls

· Three Quarters Out


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· Why are we

· Softly

· Writers Block

· Becalmed

· I Reach

· Silent Night

· Grasping at Wisdom

· Hope Settles

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Ancient Roads

by Debra (DM) Kraft — Read all 67 poems by Debra (DM) Kraft

This one was written several years ago, inspired by an archeologist...a character on TV, Dr. Daniel Jackson of Stargate SG1. This actually won a fan award back then. It was subsequently published in my poetry book without the sci-fi TV theme reference.

Friday, April 15, 2011

Ancient Roads

I walk ancient roads
reading codes meant for other eyes
words drawn from distant skies
left to crumble in the dust

     left to crumble, not to die
     for somehow I would stumble on the truth
     harsh lessons from my youth
     lending stregth to weary hope...

Lending strength to help me cope.
There is so much to learn
even as I burn with unspent fury.

     So much lost to pay the cost
     of love remembered

Of love surrendered
to keep me bound to ancient roads
reading codes meant for other eyes
words drawn from distant skies
left to crumble in the dust....

     Left to crumble in my hands
     through scattered sands
     where wisdom hides away.
     Even time might not betray
     the knowledge hidden there

The knowledge that my dreams have shown.

There is more to life than here,
more than what is clear
to shielded eyes.

     So I search
     and it is worth
     the lives remembered
     the time surrendered

Shows me why I walk ancient roads
reading codes meant for other eyes
words drawn from distant skies
left to crumble in the dust.

    





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Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan
Reviewed on April 19, 2011
I love the feel of this!

Reviewed by jude forese
Reviewed on April 17, 2011
ancient roads are imbued with dreams ready to be rekindled ...

well written as well as stimulating content ...

Reviewed by C. McGovern-Bowen
Reviewed on April 16, 2011
All is one...
Remarkable write, Debra; truly draws the reader inward and beyond.
Brava!
Carolyn

Reviewed by Gene Williamson
Reviewed on April 15, 2011
Superb poetry, Debra. I like the way you structured this,
the way you echo your lines; i.e....

left to crumble in the dust....

Left to crumble in my hands

I like it too for the archeological inspiration. I've always wanted to go to ancient lands and dig.

Again, Debra, so beautifully crafted.

-gene.


Reviewed by John Flanagan
Reviewed on April 15, 2011
Throughout this fine metaphorical write
Debra, the sense of connection and the search
for truth are very strong indeed.
Love the use of 'crumble' at various stages.

John


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