Laminate the lingering love poems
that pave the gardens way,
laced in sweet perfume
and holiday hearts
that bring us back
to what we were
supposed to be.
Brace yourself
my gentle ones,
hide your hearts
and save your souls,
our ground is shifting
towards the sky.
The trees kiss
this earth farewell
as tears pour
and blood sweats
from their endless
mangled roots.
Frayed and tattered birds
fly to nowhere
in a dust bowl
of cremated hearts
as we scream in the wind
at our passing dreams
that never came true.
Tell all the ones who lived with hope,
love is leaving town.
Tell the young ones
to pray for the old ones
who spoke of those
who lost the very light
that made this life
so ever sweet.
Gather all !
The swan song begins.
Bring your children's children
who were never chastised
for not sharing the gift
that was given
and refused
by so many.
Tell all the ones who lived for peace,
love is leaving town.
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Wow, this is combination of sweet and stark. Interesting. I guess I got a yin/yang sort of feeling while reading this. It isn't a total loss of hope and love, but something dark and apocalyptic is coming... the "tell all who lived with hope" and "tell all who lived for peace, love is leaving town" - are so powerful.
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Simply brilliant, such a bitter rendition it is truly fantastic, I cannot summon the necessary eloquence to leave a comment as amazing as the one you left on mine, but this is utterly deserving of such, one of those poems that you find and it simply sticks with you, brilliant. =]
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ouch! such bitter words
would choke me were they true. Reminds me of ...the day the music died. eloquent lament, more anger than melancholy in this pen. Very well expressed.
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wow amazing great job
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absolutely lovely
this is a sad statement poem but is sadly true. i love this poem and word wise it was absolutely empowering great write keep at it - Laura Cousineau
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Excellent Write
I am going through that feeling right now. We just have to keep in mind that though our hearts are breaking, we may be breaking someone elses heart.
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great!
it wouldn't let me leave pointson the last comment, even on edit.
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great!
mealencholy, sad even... the dusty road of age, slows us but it is an illusion. The same can be said while walking through a cemetary, time seems to stand stillwhile within the gates, but once we leave the dream the truth is remembered.
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This is very moving...
I really liked the beginning..the imagery is wonderful..
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laminating old love poems. ah, that brings back memories. you weave sadness into stories and beauty.
wonderful, as always.
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It may be doing the town a favor...
flawless, as always.
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Truly wonderful. Your imagry is great and the flow keeps the reader moving through the poem. True talent.
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A flow of words that enchant.
The imagery in the first stanza is a pure joy.
Laminate the lingering love poems
that pave the gardens way,
laced in sweet perfume
and holiday hearts
that bring us back
to what we were
supposed to be.
The tale is refreshingly unique,
our ground is shifting
towards the sky.
Full of memorable diction hiding your own treasury of philosophy.
The trees kiss
this earth farewell
as tears pour
and blood sweats
from their endless
mangled roots.
The fourth stanza, is from my point of view, the peak of this most fine poem.
Frayed and tattered birds
fly to nowhere
in a dust bowl
of cremated hearts
as we scream in the wind
at our passing dreams
that never came true.
Followed by the sadness and loss.
Tell all the ones who lived with hope,
love is leaving town.
A most memorable poem by a master of words and a fine philosopher. thank you.
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Lowell, where does this come from? Honestly I love your writing. You have a specific thing about each piece, that I can't pin down. You surprise me every time. Thank you for writing.
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Oh My days, this one was possibly the best ever from you, I truly loved it. Set the scene, told the story ... what else can you ask for? Great poem, really did move me.
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Nice work again Lowell. Glad to review your newest piece. Awesome work!
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this is beautiful my friend, I love the imagery.
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Great stuff indeed
I'm not very good at playing the critic so I will just say what I think as honestly as I can. You write beautifully, successfully conjuring up powerful images in my mind and even more powerful emotions in my heart. Your command of the English language is somewhat unbelieveable. If I could write a couple of poems as good as this in my lifetime I would die a happy man.
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emotion driven write. wonderfully done. each stanza made me want to read more
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I loved this. Very deep, lot of emotion. Great sense of imagery and storytelling. At first I thought "wow this is pretty long" but then I realized it flowed really easily so it didn't seemlong at all. Great message, you are very talented.
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readjusting head after spinning stopped.
Wow there kid. I was sorry I have been away, but now I am really sorry because this is indeed grand. Of course I enjoy the topic, love...especially the absence of love because that needs even more presence!
My favorite part was...
"Frayed and tattered birds
fly to nowhere
in a dust bowl
of cremated hearts
as we scream in the wind
at our passing dreams
that never came true."
Brilliant....a dust bowl...so original. Totally stood out but the whole poem was lovely and grand. You must have your angels thoroughly entertained.
Miss you kiddo.
Jen
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Wow. I'm sorry I didn't see this earlier! I really took to this one. There's a great rhytmn to it that I picked up right away and it carried me gracefully all the way to the end. At first I thought it sounded like a happy poem but it sounded more and more like a warning to the wise by the time I got to the end. It sounded very pretty and was nicely put together. You did a good job of expressing yourself here.
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Amazing thellar write! Its profounds a groundbreaking prose of love lost, and a forming sea of sorrow in all souls. Its sad and but beautiful in darkness and desperation. It rings bells of beauty and tears, that make the heart think and think hard. My mind is memorized with such words, put in place with a sense of touch, that feels so good, but can easily be lost in the second of my breathe. Great write, Mr. Lowell.
Sincerely,
XxDragonWolfxX
P.s
Thanks much for your prosing
comment on my poem as well.
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very nicely written, i enjoyed the read, thank you for sharing.
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This is absolutely beautiful! Why do I find myself swirling in the same emotions? Your poems highlight my hurts with the most beautifully horrific synchronicity. This one is absolutely magnificient!
I never understood why one would hide their heart, but i was young and naive. The world is settling into me know, and i can see the realities drowning my dreams by the minute. Proflific write, my friend!!
My favorite part...
"Frayed and tattered birds
fly to nowhere
in a dust bowl
of cremated hearts
as we scream in the wind
at our passing dreams
that never came true."
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How can love leave the town , when the golden songs of old still reside here,
The stories never stop, the words still glitter in our heart,
The stories of sun years back , was the same when my parents first met...
The moonlight was as white as it is now,when they both knew it was love and took the bow.
Blessed are we to learn from there experience,they who are in their golden years.
The silver on their head and their trembling hands & feet .
Shows us they have fought their fights well and are still standing here for real.
GOSH I GUESS its been a long time...... when did I last wrote????
Just an answer to what I read...
Love it ... (I will copy this and work on it now)Thanks for that breath of fresh AIR
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I like this one alot. Reminds me somehow of william faulkner. The dramatic sweep is in motion and your flow is supurb, flawless, effortless.
This is a beautiful work my friend!
Most well done.
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Magnificent!
This is so incredibly filled with imagery, passion, emotion & truth! Your pen is wrought with mighty strokes that engage the mind & heart. You are speaking here of The Mighty One removing His protection of love before the Second Coming to those with eyes to see!
I love this. 
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Why Do You Leave Me Speechless?
As always you have done just that.The title grabbed me right off.I can tell you though,you can brace yourself or strapp yourself to a tree when its
coming at you theres nothing you can do.But more than that when it packs up to leave town thats when you know you're screwed.you have such a way of seeing both sides of the fence.i wish like hell i had your talent,no its not talent,its a gift.
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WOW, a powerful poem provoking many feelings and thoughts.
The form is great and metaphor fits...
The trees kiss
this earth farewell
as tears pour
and blood sweats
from their endless
mangled roots.
From their endless mangled roots... WOW.
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I like the whole thing, especially, "Bring your children's children who were never chastised, etc...
Tell all the ones who lived for peace, love is leaving town."
I liked the imagery in the whole thing though! Maybe the last two stanzas spoke the most to me right now, I hope it's not my swan song yet, or yours, I feel like I still have far to go...more so some days than others.
( A LOT of comments, dear friend, particularly from beautiful girls, I noted!
) Talk later...
faith
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Wow
Jesus, mate you've captured me here dear Irish. The title and theme are so compeling and don't you know that love is leaving town. Somehow I think it doesn't have to. A pint to you and yours. -c
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Going once! Going twice! But not quite gone. Hopefully there still remains a few who will retain the art of writing poetry. Although it does rip your heart out to think that the beautiful fat lady is walking on the stage to sing.
Great write Poe, and I enjoyed reading both the poem and between the lines. I do hope the next generation will carry the torch on to the next. As for me, I just can't give up hope until the pennies are placed on my eyes, and the dirt hits the coffin. However I do acknowledge that I have been duly informed.
Thank you so much for sharing your thoughts with the rest of us dreamers.
May you be truly blessed my friend,
Ron
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One thing you do in your poetry I've noticed, is you'll use some fantastic imagery in them...like
"The trees kiss
this earth farewell
as tears pour
and blood sweats
from their endless
mangled roots.
Frayed and tattered birds
fly to nowhere
in a dust bowl
of cremated hearts
as we scream in the wind
at our passing dreams
that never came true."
And then two lines later, the style will change to..
"Tell all the ones who lived with hope,
love is leaving town."
and it works...it's a style that I admire a great deal, and it also gives you so many options to do different things, write different pieces.
By the way, the above two stanzas, were my favorite of the poem, for the imagery...It was fantastic, I could see the passing dreams and the screaming person...Just great...
PEACE,
BRANDON
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All I can do is cry right now...*sighs*
This is lovely...the topic and the flow of the poem is amazing. What a chilling story that you shared...Greatness
You can tell, I am speechless
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Superb Plus
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Once again Poe... you have left me at a loss for words. This poem literally took my breath away.
The trees kiss
this earth farewell
as tears pour
and blood sweats
from their endless
mangled roots.
This line... amazing. I love how you pour your heart out...like you had mentioned to me before.. it's not a matter of who understands your poems...it's a matter of how you want to express your thoughts and pain. This is YOU and it's precious and sacred. I love it. I admire you so very much! <3
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I like the idea of Laminating the best love poems in the world so they are never lost due to a computer crash or even something as simple as having teardrops fall on their pages. That woke up the imagery for me immediately.
Love often leaves, the ever present memory of another face shows the light and shines through most of the time. Well done. I love this. -
I love the wording in this poem. I love it. I think my favorite lines are the same ones mentioned below by "Carnivorous Orchid"....truly a lovely but haunting piece you have penned here! Pam
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wow this is a very sad piece big brother I can truly feel the pain in this write. This is beautifully written!!! You truly did an incredible job writing this piece!!!! I it!!!! your flow is truly perfect!!!!!
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HAUNTING...
Just gorgeous!
This is mesmerizing in your word choices! I love the entire thing, these are my absolute favorite lines:
"Frayed and tattered birds fly to nowhere
in a dust bowl of cremated hearts"
You, my friend, are incredible!
PEACE
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beautifully sad
such interesting words i am sat open mouthed at the intensity i feel as i read,
tell all the ones who lived with hope,
love is leaving town
that really made my heart ache, the accuracy and flow is your usual soft flowing river of words but maybe this ocean is full of tears this day
i love your work it always leaves me feeling some type of emotion
white
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The imagery in this is perfect as ever. It's very sombre but it makes me gasp. I'm just left in awe by this.
Síochán leat
~Mairéad~
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