I have two lives,
two lives that are not together,
but yet, are only different
because they know of each other.
They are separated by a Mighty Oak.
The Oak looks down on both of me,
as the tides of life slowly wear
me away.
This one life is so exquisite,
that the dew in the morning on
the blades of grass cannot
own it.
This life is like the wonderful
dance of an eagle soring on the
afternoon sunshine. The pine trees
on my hills are as they were before.
But, just on the other side of my oak tree,
there are secrets hidden in the dark,
the dark ledges of my emotions, and
sharp precipice of my desires.
In that dark land, the wolves devour
my flesh under that cool fresh moon.
These lives are separated only by
the turning of a bend.
But every time I cross
from one to the other
I know the Creator God
is there following me.
For the triune God,
the Father Son and Holy Ghost,
holds my worlds together,
one not greater than the other.
The Lord is my mediator,
He fills my golden cup
he keeps the dark from
coming over to the light.
Author notes
Written December 1st, 2005
In a list
A contest entry
- NON-group members only-650pts for Gold:) by cherche -d -ame.
650 points, ended December 17, 2005, 9 entries
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this can be taken into so many directions , that it seems as if noone(regardless of beliefs) can walk away feeling themselves in it. It illustrates that what I believe to hold true in every single aspect of life...the good , the bad...the black and white, the tears and laughter , the evil and good as well as the tears and laughter. And I liked the way you took the Oak and made it the center( in this write making it the deity) however again...it can just be the shade of grey and the center point that does lend balance to all
Thank you so much for this well presented write, the great metaphors ...the imagination left for the reader to roam and yes....maybe you should fix the one oversight , the word "soar" for future refernce. I however will not pay attention to it for this contest...it is a mere oversight and it does not take away from an otherwise outstanding write My very best wishes,
reenie
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Thank you, I write alot about faith, all of my friends are not christian, and I just feel like a Jesus freak sometime, and I get so excited that people tell me that I shove the bible down their throat, which I try to avoid. Anyway thanks for the comment and the applause.
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uplifting, poignant
The Father will support you through your fears and doubts in that life about which you are so uncertain. He gives the courage that you need to face 'that dark land." I enjoy your poem. It has a unique way of looking at the different thoughts and feelings which we all experience in our moments of doubt, when faith is shaky. You return to God, however and there you find your strength. Wonderfully expressed in this poem. -
What a great read. I enjoyed reading this. I really like your use of strong descriptive words. Thank you for sharing this with me and i look forward to reading more of your poems.
-Keep up the amazing work!
xox
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great one...i mean it
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Beautiful poem the line about a cool fresh moon is sweet. Keep writing and may the lord be with you!
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Unique
Live more than one life too,and the mixture is strangely homogeneous!Dark,light,sad funny,you captured the nature of the human spirit as it tries to survive.Different masks are put on and parts are played but somehow they are part of the whole.A great analysis of the human condition.Acknowledgement of a higher power gives credence to a lovely write! -
Many have two parts, and keep one part private. This is well written and makes us think of our inner and outer self, and how we are perceived by others.
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excellent.
That is a beautiful expression of faith, it is an honor to God, I'm sure, that you use your skills to praise him. My only criticism is that you spelt 'soaring' wrong. The poem is beautiful and glorious.
luvya
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Well, I see here right now. This looks to me, like the playing along the lines of the right and wrong. Or like in those old cartoons where you had the person who had to make a choice, and then on one shoulder pops up a little devil, that shows their bad side, and then on the other shoulder, pops up a little angel that shows their good side, and they have to choose. This is what this piece reminds me off. I liked it. Thanks for sharing!
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A nice easy flow. This has a serene quality to it. Two halves make one...yes....I think we all have that part of ourselves. Thank you for sharing.
fp ~;~
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graet job lovely poetry,really enjoyed theread thankyou for sharing.
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I forgot to comment on this poem when i first read it!
I really like, everyone can empathise with your poetry!!! It's so good. This poem really shows that people have 'two sides' to them - one they let people see and the other one which they don't, which they try to hide away!
I love how you use an oak tree - an old, solid object - as the thing separating your 'two halfs.' Although i don't believe in god - your last verse is really effective and the last line is really powerful!!!
Jess
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Ahhhh, okay, I've seen the picture and then read your poem again. Very nice!
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I enjoyed this. However, I see that it's for a contest where you're supposed to write about a picture, but I don't see a picture.
Maybe it's in the contest? I'll go take a look...
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Amazing
wow I can totally relate! Amazing job. I absolutely love it! I do not see anything wrong with it. Keep writing and don't stop, You have an amazing talent! -
very nice intake and personal feel given to this write keep it up Rae
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