Hours pass, days--the clock
is winding down so rapidly.
Each morning the mirror reminds me
of fast approaching mortality.
Old age stares me in the face--
the only saving grace
is my love of life and poetry.
The music of words still thrills,
their liberating power transporting me
into realms of sheerest ecstasy.
We cannot live forever, but we,
through the gift of poetry,
can achieve a certain immortality.
A contest entry
- Contest #3 on.....ANYTHING by xox-lankan-xox.
450 points, ended January 8, 2007, 47 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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Just simply wonderful it flows so beautifully. Just full of wisdom and full of truth. You ahve really done soome great work here.
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Ahhh this is amazing, I always wonder if I will be remembered for anything in life, perhaps one day centuries from now, someone will stumble over the internet and see my name in type... cool thought, greater poem
Karen -
I think that maybe it should be said that if you can write poetry that can be read and understood by the crowd that there is immortality...so many are taking pen to paper after looking up words in the dictionary that it leaves much to be desired..nicely written
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A beautiful piece bill that flowed perfectly.Loved the ending to this as well.A truly lovely piece so full of wisdom very well done
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it shall be remembered in one way someday.
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Very nice, and maybe one day those word's will be ink to paper and live on forever. XX
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So well stated
Tis my quest as you stated so eloquently with this poem
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My sentiments exactly
I am so happy to read
works by poets who take every day moments
of life and make them extraordinary - You have
done this. Love, Lane -
Brava!!!!!!!!!!! It is awesome and you are so right, I love how this poem flows and the point made is a very good one,that's why I try my best to live everyday as if it were my last.
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You are absolutely right. The words we have penned will still be here long after we are gone. All the emotions and feelings that we put into them will live on. great job with this one.
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i love this!
its beatiful and really captures the immortality of art that shakespeare wrote so much of.
i loved the line
"The music of words still thrills"
wonderful poem!
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Many thanks, Tears, for your lovely comment--well appreciated.
Bill
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well written.
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your words are absolutely beautiful
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This is a very true and meaningful poem. And I really liked this poem. It's very well written! Thanks so mch for entering my contest and good luck! Your a great great poet! I'll be around to read more of your poems, and I'll be sure to comment too okay? So take care and once again good luck! My favorite lines were
"Old age stares me in the face--
the only saving grace
is my love of life and poetry." Byebye!
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This is beautiful, says so little but means so much. I loved these lines, so true:
Each morning the mirror reminds me
of fast approaching mortality.
We are very mortal but poetry will live long after we die. Great job and good luck in the contest.
jan
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Thank you, Broken Smile, for your kind response and for wishing me well in the contest.
Bill
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brilliant
this is really excellent bill, still plenty life in the old dog yet i hope, very well done and best of luck in the contest,
regards,
alex
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that's how you do it!
this poem is about art, not old age, and it is about joy, not necessarily happiness. it is about everything that the life of the mind can give to the heart. great write, Bad Bill. yes, in many ways, a stunner even. yes. JG
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Immortality is within poetry and yet in ourselves through those who love us and carry us in them. I enjoyed this very much. Age is but a number, love is eternal
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This could not possibly be more true. It makes me think of all the poets who would have been forgotten if not for their poetry: Emily Dickinson, Tennyson, and others. Very wonderful poem!
~Amanda
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I like to agree...
Poetry gives us a certain immortality...to speak the truth is to say that thought has never crossed my mind and now I am glad it has...aging doesn't seem to phase you because for the rest of your life you will have words...a great gift indeed if you know how to make them speak..great write...I enjoyed this more than the usual poem..
KAY
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