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Pastimes : A Poetry Corner -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: Mac Con Ulaidh who wrote (1298)	9/16/2005 5:52:48 PM
From: elpolvo	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 1582

choosie- Now if I was actually any good, I could write that up into a poem for my friend, Madame of butterflies. :) i realize you're being self-effacing and i know you're not fishing for compliments but i might as well say this... because nice things said too late are as rotten as mean things said too quickly. i'm not a great fan of poetry but i do like some of it if it's not too cryptic. many of bob dylan's lyrics are an example of the kind of poetry i like. many of his works i don't like at all. there are no master writers that i like... what i like are the pieces that are written... each must stand on its own merit. i don't worship any artist, i appreciate the art. i have a poem that's been sitting on my computer desktop for a year. i don't save much but when i find something really special i try to hold on to it at least for a while until i can release it to someone else's pleasure. this one improves with age like wine or whiskey. it moves me more each time i read it. i'm going to print it below without telling you the author's name because i think its as powerful a piece as i've ever read and i want you to read it without being influenced by any hype surrounding the persona of the writer. a thousand years from now it will be studied and read as an anthem for the common man. every word necessary to the story is included. not a single word can be edited or removed without depowering the piece... and there is not a single word out of place. to me, it is a masterpiece. ************ ********** ********** ********** ********** ************ I got off work and life was all it ever was the night was darker than the night before and my wife was sadder than the night before and the land we called our own was less our own than the night before and the light grew nearer but it was not the light of truth the light grew nearer and our land grew smaller and my wife's tears were wetter on my shoulder as all we held dear and all we fought for grew further away and they said it mattered that we protected our freedom as we gave our land to them and they kept the evil at bay but the evil they spoke of was the neighbors who stood for us and so we cry together in the dark my wife and I and all we hoped for is gone Message 20568565