I offer you this precious gift of gold
A billion shining filaments of light
Invaluable love flesh hands can’t hold
They’ve touched and felt, yet can’t recall the sight
To own this gift’s the ultimate in fates
Blessings of all perfection for yourself
Weak want of lesser energies negates
This golden gift, still, you seek something else
So, I ask if your heart really believes
That style and art can pass this cosmic test
And that with which our mind and flesh relieves
Will aptly light life’s helix on its quest
Gold filaments of love, and only this
Will light eternity in the abyss
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Author notes
It doesn't mean anything. Just another poem using words like they were Leggos.
In a list
A contest entry
- Gold Finger by Dalaney.
500 points, ended February 10, 2007, 17 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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God's Eye ...
and the cosmic wonder of modern technology ... Yes -- how often we settle for less, when we are offered the divine MORE ...
And then we FIGHT the gifts of God as if those are foes ...
Myra
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And you said it in so many fewer words! That's why you are the master and I am the shoeshine boy. Nice pumps. Sit down, this one's on me.
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Lol, you must've been able to use legos real well! Come to class and build my catamaran for me >.> i don't feel like it But this poem is beautiful, all of it, though especially the last two lines ^^
GREAT job
diggin it majorly
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Mind-Boggling!
Of course, some of us are swifter than others, and I'm
not saying, which I am, but...I got something of significance out of this one, for sure.....write on,Jus
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I know which you are... and no need to make the rest of us feel inferior... ha ha ha. Write on yourself!!!
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Bravissimo!
Exquisite! This is a perfect masterpiece, a work of pure art with smooth flow perfect meter and no forced rhymes. The poem has wonderful imagery and takes my mind on a vacation.
This piece inspired me and gave me insight to you the poet more than you may realize. More than I realize if; my eyes swelling up, is any indication.
You didn’t get trapped into exaggeration or slip into hyperbole. This is the type of poem that does everything a poem should do. If the picture spoke a thousand words then your poem spoke another thousand. Your brilliance amazes me.
Hasenpfeffer feast for you.
Amera
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I'll have that tomorrow. Tonight I'm having lamb slow roasted in garlic, black pepper, and tomato sauce, stiffed grape leaves, rice pilaf and baklava. Dinner is at 6:00. Nothing less for a comment like that! Thanks.
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I loved this!!!
This is one of your master pieces, and I really loved this... I have no words, the mesages in your writes are always clear (One has to be a fool to miss it)
Keep that pen flowing with ink that never fade...
Elmarie
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I loved that you loved this!!!
No words are needed from you. Your mere presence and the wind from your flapping wings is more than enough. Thanks for stopping by!
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I love it you never sieze to amazing me and you really captived me with every word, every line and it makes you want more. Great as Always.
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I look at your picture and thinking of seizing you, but I guess I never do... thanks for the comment.
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I must say this is a great piece of work. I love it.
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Quite a compliment from a fellow soul! Thanks.
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GO FOR THE GOLD!
Fantastic my friend this is a masterpice of sheer beauty!
"Invaluable love flesh hands can’t hold
They’ve touched and felt, yet can’t recall the sight""
WOW! Out of this world!
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Roger, Huston. We copy loud and clear.
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