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Eternity's Glare

Posted by Firebird on February 23, 2010 - 17:07
from the ABC set Reflections

I stand in the shadow of the sweetest kiss,
humbled by your beauty. Gently,
I bow to the majesty of a forgotten touch.

I reach deep into the dusty vault
and pull forth a memory. Gently,
huddled behind an old pocket of pain.

Fresh; open; raw;
It trembles in my hands, gently;
Unsure as to my intentions.

Words fail my uncontrollable thoughts
as mixed emotions sweep back and forth
across a blank canvass. Gently,

I sink to the floor.
Drained.
At peace.
The tear filled , crest fallen hero.
Scarred.
Bruised from the fight.

Yet as I gaze into the light of my future's past,
I see your shadow , gently ,
reaching out a guiding hand
to save me from myself and Eternity's glare...

I drift away...
gently
x

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Comments

Silver Spun Sand | February 23, 2010 - 18:35

This is beautiful, as are your poems, Firebird;-)

This stanza especially:-

"Yet as I gaze into the light of my future's past,
I see your shadow , gently ,
reaching out a guiding hand
to save me from myself and Eternity's glare..."

Tina x

Firebird | February 24, 2010 - 07:52

Thank you , Tina x:) Thank you so much for your kind words of encouragement.

shoe | February 24, 2010 - 11:41

Emotive writing Firebird,

"I reach deep into the dusty vault
and pull forth a memory. Gently,
huddled behind an old pocket of pain."

I like the way the pain is old,

MistakenMagic | February 25, 2010 - 09:02

'I reach deep into the dusty vault
and pull forth a memory. Gently,
huddled behind an old pocket of pain.'

- I too love this stanza, Firebird! Beautiful piece ;)

Magic xxx

Firebird | February 25, 2010 - 10:22

Thanks shoe , thanks Magic xx many , many thanks for reading and commenting x:)so pleased you both liked it x Have many old pockets of emotion...each has to be taken out , dusted down and released xx