Rahsash Geldich Posted May 15, 2002 Report Posted May 15, 2002 (conversion confusion, this is the second post in this thread) Excellent! This poem would boost the mood of any person it was read to, to think someone cared enough about them to be an inspiration.
HopperWolf Posted May 16, 2002 Report Posted May 16, 2002 (conversion confusion, this is the post which started it all off) It grieves me to see your pain, And though I try, To wipe your tears, And strike down your doubt, That casts it shadow on us, My axe is blunted. Doubt stands still to block the sun, You stand under, Look to the light, And see the willow, I see your shade’s dispair, Enter, touch your heart. But the light has not left you, Else the willow, Then made nothing, Would hold no power, Drowned in it’s own revulsion, You would be empty. Hide not from the happy truth, Live for the light, Giver of hope, Let not cruel dispair, Deny happiness deserved, Of you above all.
Guest Xradion Posted May 16, 2002 Report Posted May 16, 2002 I agree. I also liked the way you dealt with the inner conflict of the soul that we all experience at one point or another. Xradion, The Horny Druid, Scholar of the Ancient Arts, Holder of the Eye of Odin. "The only emperor is the emperor of ice-cream." -Wallace Stevens "When at home, do as the Homans do." –Xradion
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