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"Legacy of Love" by Eric Wayne Flynn

Updated on July 7, 2015
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"Legacy of Love"

Sometimes I feel as though I may drown in the tub

What would the people think?

Relax... Just a thought

If it were just me, myself and I there wouldn't be the weight

That gravity of Earth; all for naught, succumb, the pity, the journey over; lost in a trivial thought

For expectations; falsehoods contrived in youth, sold upon a golden sun; enticements slipping sweetly upon the tongue

A soft whisper in the ear, velvet air, spiraling red lace; all these niceties, sensible to a certain taste

Implanted unto dark fields of red

All these things attracting the wolves

I can see one as I run

Imagining, eyes fixed on my flesh

Running in the night, the full moon lighting the stage

The ballet of beast and man

Someone's always out for blood, somewhere to sink their teeth

And I can feel all, their eyes, their fears, their hopes and dreams, but really it's just hunger

Each with that huge appetite, the stomach; the core of intention

And who will do without, who will go within and sacrifice their journey

This fruitless quest

This fruit filled test

These fangs that I see

These fangs belonging to me

And I digress

And I bow

And I thirst

And I hunger

And I indulge

And I am lost and afraid I might drown

Relax, I'm just in a tub

I've got you all, worried, sick and immersed in thought

Worried it all adds up to nothing

And we leave

And we fade

And if anyone was ever really paying attention

Maybe they would see

Maybe they would know

This purposeful art

This legacy of love





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      Dana Tate 22 months ago from LOS ANGELES

      As usual I love the words you chose. I love the way you started out as saying 'sometimes you feel you may drown in a tub' and then reiterating that same point later in the hub. I also loved the way you described both the hunger of man and beast. The thrill, the thirst and, chase of the game. For all our worries we leave and fade and if we are not mindful we will miss the purposeful art; the legacy of love. Another beautiful piece of art. Voted up and awesome!

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      Eric Wayne Flynn 22 months ago from Providence, Rhode Island

      Thank you Dana, I'm glad you were able to perceive this piece the way I hoped and intended it would be, sometimes work can get lost in translation, and that's fine as long as there is some nutrient extracted from the work. You didn't "drown" in the certain melancholy moments, you endured and fought through and understood. Best to you.

      EWF

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      John Hansen 22 months ago from Queensland Australia

      I agree with what Dana said. She is a wise woman. Good work Eric, voted up.

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      Eric Wayne Flynn 22 months ago from Providence, Rhode Island

      Thank you as always Jodah for visiting and commenting, I always look forward to it.

      EWF

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      Lee Cloak 22 months ago

      Great stuff Eric, wonderful words, thanks, Lee

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      Eric Wayne Flynn 22 months ago from Providence, Rhode Island

      Thank you again Lee, I appreciate it.

      EWF

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      annasmom 18 months ago

      Picked this to read because of the illustration...lol...just letting you know. I was not disappointed by the poem...like the thought process.

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      Eric Wayne Flynn 18 months ago from Providence, Rhode Island

      Thank you Anasmom, yes the illustration is very odd and vivid, but once you read the piece it makes more sense; who will sacrifice their hunger, their wants, their needs, for the sake of humanity.

      EWF

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