Once upon a long gone day,
My very best friend and I.
Talked of where true passion lay.
Until the sun had gone away.
And looking back, I have to say,
That art is in the eye.
My friend is gone, those magic years,
Have left and passed me by.
Since then, I've cried my share of tears.
In memory his vision clears.
And though the young man disappears,
Still, art is in the eye.
Remember the lithuanian buriel ground?
In the light of a sun down sky.
The faces on urns, looking homeward bound?
We walked our footsteps made no sound.
How the golden light shone all around.
You said, Art is in the eye.
We gazed upon the future in the past.
How everything is gold but has to die.
And youth and friendship cannot last.
The years go rushing by so fast.
Our brush is small, the canvas vast,
And art is in the eye.
Unto us once, a shinning hour.
Not needing reason why.
That on our hearts do blessings shower.
A lesser bit of a greater power.
Thus bloom we, a fragile flower.
For art is in the eye.
God knows the secrets boys will tell,
Or the way their young hearts fly.
How laughter light rang like a bell.
Before the dark of reason fell.
Oh say the years have left you well.
For art is in the eye.
In memory I still hear you,
As my golden years draw nigh.
And hope you likewise cherish too.
The freindship that we both once knew.
For the years are long and friends are few.
And art is in the eye.
Yes, art is in the eye,
You saw the truth my friend.
The empty years go rolling by,
I think of you and sometimes cry.
Have joy my friend and never die.
I'll love you to the end.
Author notes
Did you ever have a magical day that was so full of symbol and then unnoticed significance that you never forgot it? how it only seemed more magical and golden in memory. or a best friend who would talk of art and poetry, life and death all day as the sun traveled completely across the autumn sky? I did, and I,ve never forgotten so Gary Hamersly< this is for you my friend. Art was in the eye.
Written January 31st, 2002
A contest entry
- Your best prewrite by glazecovered.
300 points, ended February 23, 2004, 274 entries
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awesome write
-Tay
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My dearest Patric,I know I commented before,I just wanted you to know you are always in my heart,beauty is in the eye of the beholder and you my friend have so much beauty in your soul,your light shines through.~angelica
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It is perfect as it is my friend as yours always are.What a wonderful friendship to have and you would miss it,but the memories are still there to cherish~Love to you my friend~Joan
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Excelent repatition and I loved the structure. Though in a few places it felt forced, but other then that it is a wonderful poem. Good luck,
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A very beautiful and poignant poem. loved reading it. Beautifully structure with lovely words and flow. Liked the repeatedly use of the words "Art is in the eye". I especially loved these lines
In memory I still hear you,
As my golden years draw nigh.
And hope you likewise cherish too.
The freindship that we both once knew.
For the years are long and friends are few.
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this was a well written poem and ur structure gave it great flow. good luck in the contest
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Art is in the eye,
Yet in you talent resides!
Excellent! I really enjoyed this.. all of it! The first half and the last. I'm not too sure what RequimDream is talking about but you really don't need to touch it. Well maybe the background.. unless it has some other meaning. Good job though, this poem is an epic friendship poem and I could see it being read at a graduation... maybe mine.
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wow...i fell in love with your rhyme scheme! it's original, fresh, i've never seen it before. kudos for that! you may want ot run a spell check in a few spots, but those flaws don't detract from the meaning--and it's truly a beautiful meaning. this is really something special, great work!
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Elegant
The first half is beautiful! I thought it was wonderful. I would guess though, tat your muse may have wandered off during parts of the second half, or that you forced the topic. My advice, sit somewhere quiet, with candles, or relatively dark, and write as much on this poem as you can, then, later, revise it, about two days after, when your judgements becomes unbiased and unblinded by emotion. A beautiful touching work though. Good show. -
Wow, I've never seen a rhyme scheme like this one... It's pretty nifty! This is a great poem, and it almost sounds like it would be a good set of song lyrics, too.
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Thank you for reading. God Bless and have joy.
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That was absolutely wonderful, I enjoyed reading it very much! The flow was amazing. All my best to you. =)
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Good job.
You have a lot of power behind these words. I loved the message in this poem. You do seem to have a few typos but that may be my mistake not yours. It was really good not bad. I enjoyed reading it. Thanks for entering the contest had a great time. -
Well well well...The first poem I read in this contest...if all the poems are as good, it'll be particularly hard to judge...I absolutely adores this poem, I love repetition and it works really well for you.
Awesome piece, though people above are right, at times the rhyming seemed forced. But hey, it has an awesome message, and that's all that matters.
Thanks so much for entering and good luck.
~Anastasia
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Great write Repo, and quite a tribute to your friend. In my long life I had one such friend and although neither of us died we did grow up and experienced a parting of the ways caused by a war. Sad to say, after the war our lives were so changed we never got together again, except for short visits. Things had changed too much and seemed insurmountable. Oh well, I did marry his kid sister and we had a wonderful life together. Good luck with the contest, I like your style, jean
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this is such a great write...i love it! i also love the way you use repitition "art is in the eye." it makes the poem look very colorful, and also very meaningful. good luck in the contest, best wishes!
always
keep it up
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I liked the poem, but too many of the lines are forced in, just to fit into the rhyming (Just an honest critique - please don't take offense) but I'm not the judge so good luck in the contest.
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this is a very well written poem but in some places it seems the ryhme is forced maybe its just me anyways keep writing and always share your poetryfriend
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Splendidly*
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Some poems leave you at a loss for what to say. These are slendidly written, brimming with emotion and never forgotten. This most certainly falls in that category.
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Wow you truly are a gifted and talented writer. I found this to be very beautiful. It had a sense of surrelism to it. I really liked this. It was lovely.
~*Misty*~
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yes i know the feeling of a perfect day and a friend you can talk about anything and everything with. i've been working on a poem recently along the same lines, especially the aspect of the significance you see in it when you look back. this poem is so complete and satisfying, if i can say that. and i mean that as a real compliment, as so often i read poems that leave me unsatisfied. you've created a warm, golden, sundrenched atmosphere in this which is hard to shake off (as if I'd want to!). The biblical allusions heighten the symbolism of the time and the friendship - the references to dying and ever-living - the fragile flower, the passage of time, yet the faces in the burial ground looking homewards and the assertion of true hope to your believing friend in the last stanza. I really enjoyed reading this (in case you hadn't realised!). Oh and I loved the rhyme scheme too!
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This poem is terrific. I truely foudn it to be breath taking... you did a wonderful job! I hopee you get a place! good job!
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poignant
you have spoken so eloquently of a treasured friendship.the valued you placed upon it was evident in each line.i especially loved the rhyming pattern you used.good luck
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this is such a touching and insparational peice and i think this is an awesome look at ones life. my favorite line was "the art is in the eye" and the last stanza really pulls this peice together so nicley! thanks so much for entering and best of luck!
xoxo
mandy sue -
Excellent
A very well written piece of your tender heart that flowed so smoothly onto the page with words so sincere, like only you can do so well my friend, thanks for blessing us with this beauty!
You really amaze the reader, I know you did me, as you always do,
thanks for being you, and your faith shines through every write!
May your writes continue to touch the hurting and heal the hearts of many that read you, I really enjoy your sweet soul, God bless!
Your friend and brother in Christ!
-Timothy -
I have never encounter the bond and spoken words on this topic manner, but other symbolism for myself in know the truth of other
area's.,yes and they do make an impound affect on us all...
maybe one day I will be that fortunate!
Tamara -
don't touch it!
This is such wonderful phrasing of a fond memory. There you go, amazing me again..... ~Love, Janet~ -
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don't touch it!
This is such a sentimental piece of poetry, about a truly beautful friend, who treasured the samethings you did, How my heart crys tears that flood the very heart, for it sad that he is gone, maybe in phyiscal being, but spiritualy he is right here,peeking out of the poetry, telling you yes, Art is in the eye, Still; I see it, I am sure others do too.
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don't touch it!
sweetie, your words trap me! this was amazing i loved this! Once i read one thing of yours i can't stop (i am working on reading all of yours) that's a the true test of a great poet and that you are! **HUGS**
ANNA -
excellent piece of work :o)
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the only words I can say is in remembrance of my Dad telling me, 'If a man does not cry he has no heart' as so you show what a true man and gentlemen you truly are. this is an exceptional piece between good lifelong friends
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And In the silence of the night.
The gift of memory seems,
To beckon back toward the light.
That shone in young mens dreams.
And all of age is just a stage.
in the book of personhood.
We write our hearts on every page,
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Memories of a loved one passed,
of special times you've shared,
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This is truely inspired. Such a wonderful thing to have such a friend. You are blessed, my friend...
Hugs
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this just made me feel alive
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Thats a tough choice maureen, my wedding the birth of my son,some of the love I've known since then, but yes I'd have to say yes. I think we were both somehow, more alive that day. we percieved truths that I,ve taken years to internalise right out there in plain sight.
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My eyes tell me that this is ART at its best!!! :-) Maureen If you had one day to live over, would it be that day?
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I'm truly lost for words. Wish I could say something magical or inspirational, but I don't know what to say except the everpresent wow.
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Reminds me of climbing the waterfalls with my friend Tyler and falling in, laughing, making sure we were both alright... hiding in the bushes when we thought we saw people, getting up together every morning that summer at 5am watching the sun rise, and coming home from work at night to watch it fall... ahhh... those days were magic, you are absolutally right... :) what a beautiful memory to share, thanks.
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