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| | From: jimmyjoyce1 (Original Message) | Sent: 9/26/2008 10:10 AM |
Enigma There are long dark nights When I feel alone alone and long for love Yet right now there is a black prohibition For those who dwell beside or below me, yet above Heap high the tumulus which blot out starlight Saying farewell to Greek philosophiy Epitomised by the bewildering Plato And the tragedians of Fate or predestinate misfortune Whilst living in the midst of beautiful nature, Sweet air, blue seas and outlined mountains. Yet I have a better plan To equate being in its purest form Whilst denying all pretentious appearances Indicative of a formless Nirvana But I know the Greeks did strive to know The secrets of sorrow, unafraid of horror. They did not lift their souls towards vanity. So who am I to seek Nirvana's oblivion For I have no choice but help reconstruct Our crumbling fortress, which may not Have collapsed thanks not to social engineering But to mankind's endless endeavours. So in my desire for love unknown Let me sleep a little, |
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JJ your work always touches me, and it is hard to make comments. It is there to read and re-read, and I feel a deep sorrow within it Jen x |
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Dear Ken, you seem to have gone very Greek at the moment, I hope it is in preperation for your holidays. The closest my poetry comes to tragedy is a song by the Bee Gee's |
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Ken, this is a Greek tragedy of epic proportions. |
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These are powerful thoughts, I could feel the restless questing from long nights, your poetry is so very thoughtful to me Emma x |
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A pensive and soulful write Ken... Well done... I wish you love... Mariaxx |
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Another deep write to ponder long upon, Ken. Merlin |
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To ... Jen/Steve/Emma/Maria/Merlin.... a big thankyou to you all for your kindly comments. They were all much appreciated...regards from k |
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| | From: kayano8 | Sent: 10/4/2008 2:25 PM |
For I have no choice but help reconstruct Our crumbling fortress, which may not Have collapsed thanks not to social engineering But to mankind's endless endeavours. So in my desire for love unknown Let me sleep a little, I so enjoyed this J...good one sir xx |
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