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Desert of Solace

The desert of solace
At consciousness’s edge,
Threadbarest souls
Find quiet moments of
Chatterless winds and
Dry weepless sleep
In the evaporating wake of
The eternal abyss.

Here tortured hearts
Slow to stoppage
And judgments are
Too heavy to lift,
Making peaceful
Thoughts of death,
Of lost chunks of self,
Felt as nothing more
Than momentary sighs
Without longing.

It is a place
Without confusion,
Where souls blow like grasses
In the summer breeze
Blissfully unaware of
The impending winter’s
Bitter cold,
Denying the finality of
The eternal abyss,
On an effortless path
To ultimate peace.







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  • rinzurajan
    December 12, 2008
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    wow...u created a beautiful imagery...of the land of peace and solace...


  • Yunalonei
    December 12, 2008

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    Nice

    I like this piece, it is very continual (if that makes sense to you) and flowed amazingly.
    It reminds me of something from Terry Pratchetts books, after you die you go to a great desert of silver sand which you must walk across in order to receive judgment.

    Great Piece
    Blessed Be
    xoxoxoxoxo

  • Edo
    December 12, 2008

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    "....Denying the finality of
    The eternal abyss,
    On an effortless path
    To ultimate peace."

    It is great in its contradictions The poem reveals the real gift. Thanks for sharing.


  • Clovis...Curious silver member
    December 11, 2008

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    Excellent

    A very fine write, indeed. You've expressed yourself quite well. Thanks for sharing this one with us.


  • sgking123 silver member
    December 11, 2008

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    excellent

    This is a terrific poem with agreta flow.I loved the following lines very much.



    It is a place
    Without confusion,
    Where souls blow like grasses
    In the summer breeze
    Blissfully unaware of
    The impending winter’s
    Bitter cold,
    Denying the finality of
    The eternal abyss,
    On an effortless path
    To ultimate peace.

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  • jules5987
    December 11, 2008

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    Good use of words

    I love the image of chatterless winds. Your use of words very much fits in with the dark context of your 'eternal abyss.'


  • Kari gold member
    December 11, 2008

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    Trying to think of what it'd be like finding a place without confusion..hm..
    Thanks for taking me on a unique journey


  • silent messiah
    December 11, 2008

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    Very vivid imagery, I liked very much.
    great vocab as well

    keep it up


  • 2lullabyhaven
    December 11, 2008
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    Ah your last line really stuck...that's the whole key


    • 2lullabyhaven
      December 11, 2008
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      Let me rephrase-your last two lines...hahaha...now its the whole key

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