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Dares To Dream





Sorrow fills the night.

November’s breath
attempts to trap my soul
in a lonely room full of inkless pages.

My doomed thoughts running wild
threatening to over shadow
the future with the past.

But there is Hope this night
words bridging desolation
life-lining my soul home to rest.

Her quill sings melodies
that whisper truths,
I am not alone, unguided or friendless.

I am a poet
And when the words forsake me
I have an oasis to turn to:

As Night Hope dares to dream.


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  • PageTurner
    August 19, 2007

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    You've captured the essence of her being...

    "Her quill sings melodies
    that whisper truths,
    I am not alone, unguided or friendless."

    Wanda will love it, Poet.
    ~ Nicholas


  • Nicolette gold member
    August 17, 2007

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    "Her quill sings melodies"
    ....I have an oasis to turn to"

    That is so well said - and so very lovely. And of course so very true as we all drink from her words. I agree with Mary...wonderful voice here and a very lovely tribute to Wanda!

    ~ Nicolette


    • Idle Mind Wondering silver member
      August 17, 2007
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      thank you , I am glad you like my words and greatful for a place to give Wanda the credit she's earned.


  • Cat
    August 14, 2007

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    i just love the voice of this piece and the tribute you've penned here for wanda- wonderful wonderful

    m


  • Night Hope gold member
    August 14, 2007

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    "Her quill sings melodies
    that whisper truths,
    I am not alone, unguided or friendless.

    I am a poet
    And when the words forsake me
    I have an oasis to turn to:

    As Night Hope dares to dream."

    Ken, this is a beautiful penning, my Friend. I, too, have known these dark, unending nights barren of moonlight. Sometimes, we can only believe the sun will come again...with all our hearts. You know enough of me to know I earned my name the hard way. Hope makes the difference between mere survival & a quality of Life that cannot be taken from you, no matter what. Thank you for your kindness, Sweetie. Good luck in the contest. Wanda


  • Stardust-luvr
    August 14, 2007

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    awesome write my dear friend and the BG is awesome and mesmerizing
    Her quill sings melodies
    that whisper truths,
    I am not alone, unguided or friendless.

    I am a poet
    And when the words forsake me
    I have an oasis to turn to:

    Night Hope shall truly be honored by this grand penning my dear friend xxx

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