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Author Name: FreeSilver Sun 8 Comments
Date Added: November 25, 2007 05:11:15 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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From the Corner of My Antique Eye

Theirs was a time of titans;

Of unrelenting progress onward

From the face of an arable age –

An acquiescence which its subjects

Weep in post-epochic codas

By the slanted light that rings

The birthing star they worship still.


A faithfuls’ cross the solitary sign

To occasion the place of their demise,

Tainted and, as yet remains,

Touched only by whose tongues recall

Though eyes no mark of witness bear;

Their given word, a word unknown,

Graces still the mouths of men

Whose single measure of success depends

Upon which side of hell they stand.


Where are they now? the enterprising,

Who, through their changes, dwelt

Enveloped in the compassed awe

Of a populace misunderstanding;

A people who, in innocence, shared

The dream, like many, in the greed of few.


Previous on those winding paths

That verged the verdant-splendoured spring

Of life’s determined range and route

Opposed alone a cloud-eyed sky,

Was found the single circumstance

Wherein all beauty lied.

Yet from the corner of my antique eye,

Uncoiled, I spy the hangman’s noose

Suffocate what remains of truth

In its captious wishing well of wounds,

Lighted by a capsized sun.
Author's Notes:
A thank you to John Desmond who inspired this with a poem/title of his.
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Comment By: FreeFilthy on December 30, 2007 06:24:44 AM Report
I went outside my house the other night for a smoke, i was thinking of this poem and the pm you sent me, i blew a smoke ring and a word appeared in the middle. The word simply said "winner" i knew if entered this would win James. Congrats my Northern friend.
Comment By: FreeKaren Lowrey on December 25, 2007 06:37:28 PM Report

Such descriptive usages of words I had to read them over and over again to receive the message your poetic passage reveals to me the reader.  You deserve much praise in being selected for the featured poem award because your ability to capture my attention was greatly earned.  I loved your play of words as they proceed thru time and journey through the winding paths "of life’s determined range and route."


You are very skilled in controlling tone and imagery to underlay a message to those who are willing to break down their own personal meaning of the imagery hide within your words.  I myself am not going to comment on what your poem means to me except to say, it is a great piece of meaning to all who read.  Great job and congratulations on your ability to write! 

Comment By: FreeLady Dragonwyck on December 23, 2007 07:39:02 PM Report
James:  super congratulations on your Feature Poem Award -- Merry Christmas


Lady D

Comment By: FreeFilthy on November 26, 2007 10:49:20 AM Report
Now that is poetry! Firstly let me say i'm humbled that something i wrote would inspire anyone to anything, secondly, i think if a hundred people read this they will come up with a hundred things it could be about, personally it makes me think of The Knights Templar, and all the things that humanity has lost.
Yet another great poem from one of the best living poets of our time. (I'm getting good at brown nosing lol)

Comment By: FreeShe Whispers on November 25, 2007 10:28:03 AM Report
Great to see a poem from you..its been a while...
As always you intrigue the reader with your style of poetry.. Hopeing you and the lady Jolen are  snuggling up so close... Tell her Hello for me..and stay warm..
~ She Whispers

Comment By: Freeb doneff on November 25, 2007 06:20:33 AM Report
Well look who dropped in! Hey there James, nice to see you! You know I'm not one who understands many a things, but I believe this to be about religion, and the way we have mangled it and twisted it to represent what we want it to..oh dear, now I have really showed my dipsey side..ah well, I still enjoyed it!
Hope you and the Mrs. are well..
Love to you both!
Comment By: FreeAdri on November 25, 2007 05:55:33 AM Report
Wow, uniquely you...  This is brilliant! 

Adri x

Comment By: PremiumDavid Turner on November 25, 2007 05:46:46 AM Report
Beautifully written - wish I knew what it is about though?




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