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not forgotten by ~angstforless:iconangstforless:

Categories Literature > Poetry > Nature > Open


Not Forgotten

gaze back rainblack glaze
and I'm 800 years ago cold again and wide-eyed
a shiver in a cave
uncomfortable dangle between evolve and digest
unrest in even the simplest hardship
to exist
and see the storms end
breath the brine filled poem
which shakes the midnight pines
threads a melody among the tattered cane
on battered shores lined in crested copper moon
a tune half obscured
by the broken trellis
of cloud and star
conceived in fire
destined for dust
I've seen tomorrows pass
©2004-2009 ~angstforless
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Author's Comments

sometimes the rain tells me stories about times before people. this one is about a rock... I think.

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Given 2004-04-16

not forgotten by ~angstforless is about a "rock." Not just any rock, mind you, an 800-year-old maybe more rock, "a shiver in a cave". Angstforless can thread melodies in more than one area of life, but here you should listen because he heard this song from the rain. (Featured by °jsenn)

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!ernst Jan 31, 2004, 11:33:10 PM
Great poem Robert, me likes very much :)

--
"When hell brakes out it does it real good!"
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~justb Feb 1, 2004, 8:11:17 PM
I take this to mean tomorrow's pass means more for today... since I am still around today, that means good news for me, maybe I am destined to meet a nice man at a hotdog vendor stand on a side street in Philadelphia, and you know, know I won't forget him. Now that implies an introduction, and a first impression worth making. But I'm dust, you know, from before time, you know, so I think I quite like the opportunity to be introduced, to anybody, woah, you sold me on the great warm heartshake, handhug of people and their destinies, to you know, one day look into a lake, and you know, see their reflection...

--
"I've taken enough walks alone
to know how real nothing is."
~dystopian-dream-girl
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~angstforless Feb 1, 2004, 10:29:24 PM
it's funny because you touch closely on the main inspiration of this piece. strangers are people you meet everywhere, familiar in their difference. but when you realize that you are the same as they, suddenly they are not the stranger and you are not you. the rock in the cave, on the shore, by a lake, becomes the sand, becomes the chunk of debris hurtling through space, becomes the star, becomes the stranger who thinks they are you. look through a glaze of times layers long enough and you see yourself coming to the same conclusion but from a different angle. you are not the reflection, you are the water. ;) and I'm thirsty justb.
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~justb Feb 3, 2004, 10:54:56 AM
Your ability to produce lucid images through words is a touch I'll always come back to.

--
"I've taken enough walks alone
to know how real nothing is."
~dystopian-dream-girl
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`eolhc Feb 7, 2004, 3:40:02 AM
"and see the storms end
breath the brine filled poem
which shakes the midnight pines
threads a melody among the tattered cane"
i liked those lines, makes it very easy to magine the sound of the place
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~angstforless Feb 7, 2004, 10:08:00 PM
thank you very much my friend! It doesn't usually rain like it has been lately. I have been enjoying this horrible weather because it has a personality instead of the million drizzle drip as usual. sets a nice mood for writing. :D
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~raizeherbump Feb 10, 2004, 8:37:18 PM
you leave me baffled often times when i read your writings.
leaving me thought knowing really what to say... a muted muffled tone for the things that i want to say and that monotone silence for some kind of deep emotion i feel.

with that one thing that i usually say that breaks it's silence.

that was amazing.

--
much :hug:
[link]
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~angstforless Feb 12, 2004, 7:11:48 AM
:blush: thank you.. I was going to email this one to you, but I was thinking it wasn't all that...actually it seems that there is two poems going on in this one, perhaps I need to revise it. :D
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~palejaded Feb 16, 2004, 8:06:38 AM
i really enjoy how you use visual imagery, but also how there's the implication of sound that the reader can really hear.. 'which shakes the midnight pines
threads a melody among the tattered cane
on battered shores lined in crested copper moon
a tune half obscured...' and you can hear the waves on the shore and hear the rain singing in the trees.. and to realize that we're only a blip in the space and time between ourselves...
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~angstforless Feb 17, 2004, 6:35:06 PM
excellent summary, and thank you for taking the time to read my pome!.. and analyze. you have of course, exposed one of my tricks for writing..employing a sound to carry the emotional context. :D I must keep my eye on you.
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