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Where - a poem

Updated on January 31, 2010

caution is a prison for the heart where

crumbled whispers blow like dust scattered to

far off shores where breakers dissolve tears from

rivers that weave the hollows of the earth

where the roots feed from the rain that falls where

the kite calls circling stiff winged where clouds flow

to meet the mountain and slide where the rocks

slip where the muffled cry is only the

hidden stars of day calling for the night

where headlamps cut brief forms from the night and

moth wings drum the pane seeking the light where

travellers search with an instinct for sun

where men and women sing and dance under

the breaking dawn where the Gods paint the day

to play in the minds of men sweet notes of

music to banish all the paralysis of cautious things

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      Russ Baleson 7 years ago from Sandhurst, United Kingdom

      Lovely! Sweet notes of music indeed. Great imagery.

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      hotspur 7 years ago from England

      Thank-you Russ. Glad you enjoyed the word pics.

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      maven101 7 years ago from Northern Arizona

      This image-laden poem flows like the " rivers that weave the hollows of the earth "...A poem that needs to be spoken, not stirred...Thanks, Larry

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      hotspur 7 years ago from England

      Hey Larry thanks for the comments once again. Yeah spoken would suit this one methinks, actually wrote it listening to one particular song (Heavy in my hand)...

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      Windy Grace Mason 7 years ago from The Eastern Shore of Virginia, Maryland and Delaware, U.S.A.

      Beautifully written once again, hotspur, and oh so true!!! You're amazing :)

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      hotspur 7 years ago from England

      Hey Vampgyrl420, lovely to hear from you. Thanks for the kind words! Keep zeding or zeeing or both.

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      manlypoetryman 7 years ago from (Texas !) Boldly Writing Poems Where No Man Has Gone Before...

      "WHERE"...Gets ya' right in the heart of what we know: "where headlamps cut brief forms from the night and

      moth wings drum the pane seeking the light where

      travellers search with an instinct for sun."

      Most Excellent Poetry, my friend. Words finely crafted in poem. Enjoyed this one...for sure!

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      hotspur 7 years ago from England

      Thanks manlypoetryman, appreciate your comments. One question - are you accronisable to mpm?

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      manlypoetryman 7 years ago from (Texas !) Boldly Writing Poems Where No Man Has Gone Before...

      As in Acronym...LOL...? That is me...as well. One and the same...MPM...same in reverse: MPM. Short for Manly Poetry Man. Have a good one...there, hotspur...and wishing ya' the best with all your Hubs!

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      hotspur 7 years ago from England

      And to you MPM...(MPM in capitals of course!):]

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      Micky Dee 6 years ago

      Thank you Hotspur! Beautifully done!

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      hotspur 6 years ago from England

      Thank-you Micky Dee!!

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