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       General Poetry Lounge
       By: Clay Death Date: November 20, 2014, 10:22 am
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       [move]WELCOME TO THE GENERAL POETRY LOUNGE
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       Re: Anne Cline Poetry
       By: Anne Cline Date: November 20, 2014, 12:21 pm
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       Okay in a self-help effort to share my "works" instead of
       committing them to flame, I present this poem about...time. For
       David...
       Each line that paints the aging face,
       Should not be looked at with disgrace.
       Because that line formed near my eye,
       Is from the smiles of days gone by.
       Let it remind me of a time,
       When I was yours and you were mine.
       A time when we did laugh all day,
       And smiled through nights, while we did play.
       Never knowing that - so near to come,
       Our sweet young love would be undone.
       And form deep lines of now - a frown,
       Where floods of tears come streaming down.
       Eyes once bright now dimmed by sadness,
       Form deeper lines as each day passes.
       But from the ashes of a broken heart,
       Love remembered - can pour out.
       For where a breath of life remains,
       Capacity for love regains.
       The light within returns the sight,
       Begins anew to set things right.
       And now each line upon my face,
       Reminds me of our years embrace.
       They give me strength to start again.
       With the memories we shared, my dearest friend.
       Once in my arms, now spirit free.
       Connected forever - my soul to thee.
       ~Anne Cline
       
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       Re: Anne Cline Poetry
       By: Clay Death Date: November 20, 2014, 9:12 pm
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       Awesome poem there Anne.
       thanks for sharing. keep them coming.
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       Re: Anne Cline Poetry
       By: Clay Death Date: November 20, 2014, 9:12 pm
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       Re: Anne Cline Poetry
       By: Anne Cline Date: November 21, 2014, 3:55 pm
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       Music notes,
       Make rhythms round,
       Melodic tunes,
       The souls true sound.
       Takes spirits off,
       On memories track-
       Breifly, as if -
       To heaven & back.
       But the songs that move one,
       May not - another.
       But we are not,
       Unlike each other.
       For each persons vibration,
       It varies a bit-
       And seeks a sound,
       To resonate with.
       But there's no doubt,
       A magic's there-
       When songs of Love,
       Do dance on air.
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       Re: Anne Cline Poetry
       By: Anne Cline Date: November 21, 2014, 8:01 pm
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       The Good Knight
       Steely Knight on trusted steed,
       A handsome sight beheld indeed.
       Rides with head held high post-battle
       Beholden, adversaries rattle.
       Exhuding strength and will to live-
       Slow to anger, quick to forgive.
       A good and just one - well respected.
       Loves his own, keeps them protected.
       All pause to look as he rides by,
       Each damsel hopes to catch his eye.
       No nymph aware his hearts been taken
       A Love that would not be forsaken.
       He glances down not, travels on.
       She's on his mind, he's waited long.
       And when soon they're reunited-
       Kisses sweet and both excited.
       They'll stow away for days on end.
       Two disparate hearts - now will mend.
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       Re: Anne Cline Poetry
       By: Clay Death Date: November 21, 2014, 11:01 pm
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       wow. a fascinating poem.
       you are really a very creative mind Anne. well done.
       and welcome again to Camelot.
       thanks for being a valued member of a very special Camelot
       family.
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       Re: Anne Cline Poetry
       By: thetruth Date: November 22, 2014, 6:10 am
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       [quote author=Anne Cline link=topic=837.msg17776#msg17776
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       The Good Knight
       Steely Knight on trusted steed,
       A handsome sight beheld indeed.
       Rides with head held high post-battle
       Beholden, adversaries rattle.
       Exhuding strength and will to live-
       Slow to anger, quick to forgive.
       A good and just one - well respected.
       Loves his own, keeps them protected.
       All pause to look as he rides by,
       Each damsel hopes to catch his eye.
       No nymph aware his hearts been taken
       A Love that would not be forsaken.
       He glances down not, travels on.
       She's on his mind, he's waited long.
       And when soon they're reunited-
       Kisses sweet and both excited.
       They'll stow away for days on end.
       Two disparate hearts - now will mend.
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       That's beautiful Anne, and so true.
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       Re: Anne Cline Poetry
       By: thetruth Date: November 22, 2014, 6:13 am
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       Your poems are lovely. I see pictures as I read. Good stuff.
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       Re: Anne Cline Poetry
       By: Anne Cline Date: November 22, 2014, 9:33 am
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       Thank you! ♡ I'm so glad you enjoyed this poem! :D
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