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Sunrise softly guilds gold the Bangkok skies,
while dogs howl their mournful morning cries,
modem flashes contempt with nothing to say,
suppose the net will be down for second day.
Mobile phone brings cheer on my day of birth,
68 years I have been on this troubled earth.
Eyes blurred from thoughts of family far away,
as loneliness builds up on this special day.
But lessons are learned through error and sin,
future before inspires a will buried deep within,
and shall arise above and make good my mark,
discard doubts born during night’s dismal dark.
I recall the many sensations that made me cry,
always remember my laughs until the day I die.
I use the laughs to dissolve all sorrow learned,
memorize lessons taught plus wisdom earned.
Into the future I stride with a bold resolute rush,
through times of raucous noise or unsure hush.
God’s gift is to survive life the way that we see,
until He asks if we deserve to be eternally free.
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A contest entry
- Give me feeling by Cant force beloved.
700 points, ended December 10, 2008, 57 entries
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Hello Sweet Bazza Bear
Hey There, Been much too long since you have written. my friend and too long too not read your beautiful poetry. I always enjoy your rhyme. Hope all is well. I keep you in my thoughts and prayers. Hugs and Smiles, Sandy
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Great
I found this piece shows the Aussie tenacity of learning lessons and moving forward with a "bold resolute rush".Picking oneself up even when one falls and feels isolated. Still striding till we die.
Never give up no matter what attitude. I like this very much.
Thank you for sharing. Blessings Di
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using laughs to dissolve all sorrow on this troubled earth memorizing lessons and wisdom earned made a very interesting reading..i like your poems..
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Lovely piece of writing
You lived and showed to us.
Keep it up the beautiful work!!
Happy holidays.
Fayfreire
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Hey Bazza, what a lovely yet sad poem - as always your flow and rhyme are music to my ears. I would imagine living in a different country would help your creative juices flow, mine have become a bit stagnant but I visit the site from time to time. Hope you are well and happy,
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cheers for your comment bazza
i thought this poem was so subtle yet you expressed yourself almost perfectly and actually envoked feelings of defiance when i feel down, to pick myself up, these are the feelings i got from this poem
great write -
hello my lovely daddy
awww...I missed your birthday?*shy*
Belated Happy Birthday then.
Long time no news from you daddy! But reading your poem connects us here again.
Love you & wish you wonderful happy days.
Shahrzad
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Happy birthday dear friend.Life begins and all that.I will raise a glass or two in your honour.Care to join me , ros
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This poem made me think to count my blessings everyday. The bittersweet tone opens the door to realism letting us all know there are good and bad parts of every life. I guess we can't have a top without a bottom. Happy Birthday my friend and keep using those laughs for many years to come.
Love,
Amera♥
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I hope you look as good (and write as well) at the end of the next 68 years, Bazza. And I hope I'm around to read you.
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Thanks Mairi, hope I can organise more time now. We have a local problem here in so much as when someone needs some cash, it is the norm to go and cut a few metere (more if possible) of that black plastic covered wire hanging everywhere and take it down to the scrap dealer. The two days ended up in almost four days without phone and/or email.
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Great poem Barry. Everything you say is true. We just hope we are heading in the right direction.
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Thanks mate, hope to get online more often but its hard when the locals keep stealing the phone lines for scrap.(pocket money)
Barry
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