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A Million Moments

A million moments missing
hiding past blind indifference
solely discarded chances thrown about
as the sun and moon frolic
humble in their travels, yet,
not quite understanding mans' decision
to rot and vegetate

blown wind thoughts ~ scattered seed
tossed freely ocean deep
clouds part briefly
as the sun takes a peek

nearby the trees sway in softest green
grasping tender brown earth

a bird ~ a single bird flies from a tree
fluttered wings ~ feathered weight
waving for company
man trudges by alone
saddened by the tied tangled thoughts
of rehearsed life and last reprieves

man is not blind
but, stone eyes cannot see
trees sigh with delight
as birds flock together
on branches of belief



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man does not always "see" opportunities and beauty

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  • Night Hope gold member
    July 28, 2007

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    "man is not blind
    but, stone eyes cannot see
    trees sigh with delight
    as birds flock together
    on branches of belief"

    What a wondrous penning, my Friend. Yes, there is much wisdom within these words. Profound beliefs wrought by experience & compassion. Good luck in the contest...Sweetie. Ya know I want to call ya by my nickname for ya; damn these "anonymous" contests, anyway. I always put a note in my comments when they are anonymous, but someone always calls me by name, regardless. I don't like 'em. I think it reflects badly on the judges' honest instincts, implying that no one can be impartial. Bologna. Or shall I say, "Baloney"??? . I refuse to hold an anonymous contest; I know who wrote every entry. Everyone knows I take poetry wayyy too seriously not to give the trophy to the BEST entry, no matter who wrote it or how much I love 'em. There are ways to figure it out, too, especially if they're on your favorites' list. Anywho...It's always great to see ya here, my Friend. Hope all is well in your world, Poet. Wanda


  • Peteskid gold member
    July 27, 2007

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    An insightful poem full of wisdom and virtues, the theme is applied to the failure to see and learn from the natural beauty and wonders about us, missing the dreams and failing to realize what our goals ought to be; very creative and thoughtful message; wonderful poetry very good use of imagery. Thank you for this fine entry into the contest and best of luck to you in the judging...PK