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Clenched

When peace became a distant memory
and war the constant drumbeat of life
world stood on the edge, so near an abyss
as among sheer walls of unforgiving rock,

And I stood with many others opposed in mind
grim parade before barely believing eyes
for there had always been an intervening hand
dividing right from probable, wrong from day.

But now hand was gone, I'd grown idle
unknowing, my turn fallen across my path.
Hand to turn the sway of ways followed
was mine, blind faith dissolved to resolve.

Time for change, not soft turned palms, questioning
now clenched to fists of will, and moment.



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unmetered and unrhymed.

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  • masterblaster gold member
    February 20, 2008
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    Hi, this is a lovely poem, a pleasure to read, all the best in the contest,Di

  • Lisa Haslett
    February 19, 2008

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    Excellent Poem

    This is a really cool poem the way you worded it!Good colors,and back ground!Great piece of work,keep on writing,and using the talent You done a awesome job!Lisa K haslett Raytown Missouri!

  • Zyskandar A Jaimot
    February 19, 2008

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    very good sonnet "But now hand was gone" an 'odd' phrase VERY STRONG ENDING the ambiguous position always leads/ushers anyone to disaster thanks for sharing regards zaj

  • JustBreathe gold member
    February 17, 2008

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    "Hand to turn the sway of ways followed
    was mine, blind faith dissolved to resolve."

    This is a powerful write poet, so appropriate for the here and now! There is a time for speaking softly, politely ... standing quietly while others destroy everything we value ... what our ancestors worked so hard to build. There comes a time when people must speak out LOUDLY ... and act. NOW is that time. If not now, when? We have watched the greedy and arrogant lead us down a path of destruction. They don't believe WE count. Time to show them they are wrong.

    "Time for change, not soft turned palms, questioning
    now clenched to fists of will, and moment."


    • Peteskid gold member
      February 17, 2008
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      Thank you JB

      clenched fists and determination, after so many years of leaderless drifting a great nation will have a chance to rise to its potential...thank you for reading and your wonderful, thoughtful comment...PK

  • Rowan gold member
    February 17, 2008

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    Oh, I don't know about unmetered, there is an internal rhythm to this, intentional or not. Excellent and very thought provoking.


  • Gwenevere
    February 17, 2008
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    Very good.Your words set the mind thinking, thankyou, Ros


  • Mari Goes gold member
    February 17, 2008

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    This is so very good! The thoughts involved in this poem are things that many of us have in mind. There are times when we need to act instead of just being spectators.
    Well used metaphors, very good poem!

    Mari

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