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Author Name: Freestormwolf 9 Comments
Date Added: January 28, 2010 13:01:50 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Space Song

Days go into months, years;
Still the answers escape
one who sleeps in-between time.
Harvest moon to ringed moon.
Time upon a face
looking skyward.

Penance a hard yoke;
Sitting uneasily on fragile
She hears the sound of planets
of new tomorrows.

 There are no dead ends.
Only emerging shoots
of transformation.

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Comment By: PremiumMerv on June 7, 2012 03:17:31 AM Report

You have  truly brought forth your thoughts in a amazing way. Great write


Comment By: FreeShe Whispers on January 29, 2010 09:32:50 AM Report
How this reaches out and makes the mind really think what your saying... you always amaze me with your wisdom emotions and then put them down in such a grand style..
One of your very best my friend....

Comment By: FreeTanya Harrison on January 29, 2010 12:57:23 AM Report
Very powerful poem.  It's uplifting to read. I enjoyed the imagery of space and it's planets.  These visuals bring with them a sense of peace and serenity that there's plenty of time for making mistakes or achieving success.  We all transform at our own pace of time.  Lovely poem.
Comment By: FreeBarbara Demasson on January 29, 2010 12:43:16 AM Report
The first two stanzas show seeking, regret, and hoping throughout a lifetime...the last is strong and meaningful...offering assurance that personal growth continues as we transform over time. Excellent work Ali!



Comment By: FreeAndrew on January 28, 2010 08:47:04 PM Report
very spiritual - the connections with nature woven into your strong imagery make this a masterful work.  well done
Comment By: FreeM J W Hayes on January 28, 2010 06:21:15 PM Report
This is like the ever enduring cycle of the seasons, last verse reminding me of hardy perennials that appear to die but emerge again in Spring.I admire the tranquillity and quiteness expressed in the thoughts.

Michael X

Comment By: Freedean evans on January 28, 2010 04:57:27 PM Report

There are no dead ends.
Only emerging shoots
of transformation.

very very nice  I liked this poem a great deal... bravo!    dino

Comment By: FreeDragonfly on January 28, 2010 03:33:38 PM Report
"Still the answers escape one who sleeps in-between time."  Love this line. Several thoughts to ponder in this piece. great write. Nelson
Comment By: FreeCindy Bendel on January 28, 2010 02:52:13 PM Report
You never cease to amaze me with your insight and strong voice Ali. 
Love this, these lines especially spoke to me:

Penance a hard yoke;
Sitting uneasily on fragile
She hears the sound of planets
of new tomorrows.
Love, Cindy 


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