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Aching Stone

darkly filled
abrasive edge
cloaked in shadow
a lacy web

spidery fingers
cold of touch
holding tight
for love

yet raising
and waving a shield
all who would kneel

for history's fist
retains its grip

and a heart
once broken
such as this

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that is all i have to say Al

wonderful imagery, great rhythm.... one of my favourites of yours i think

love judy

'Each for the joy of the working, and each, in his separate star,
shall draw the Thing as he sees It, for the God of Things as They are.'
(Rudyard Kipling)

ummm....thank you

(now I have to shoot for awesomest?)


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Great poem, especially the last six lines. They are beautiful when read aloud. Regards Roscoe...

Roscoe Llane,

Religion will rip your faith off, and return
for the mask of disbelief that's left.

simplicity is the hallmark of beauty ...that's why it's so rare....complexity is an easy way to hide our inevitable flaws.

thanks for your remarks



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Loved this one!! The only line I didn't think fit very well was "lacy" web, this could be just me tho.......looking forward to reading more from you......

In my mind the "lacy web" line makes a kind of sense...albeit, a poetic sense...which sometimes does not mean a whole lot!

I will think on it a bit...but don't hold your breath....I'm an incorrigible slowpoke

thank you for your support



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