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Rising

  Ground broken openFingers of coltsfoot push throughTiny sunny smiles on cold blustery daysThe light of dawn touching tipsOf silvered birchFirey and alight withPromise of a good dayThe rise of wool on warmer daysGives rise to celebrationBirth in mottled twin lambsNow a chance given to liveTheir value measured byThe colour of their coatLamb of God who takesAway the sins of the worldWhere have you placed them?In some desolate war torn spotOr a Pandora boxAwaiting ,awaitingFor the end to be nigh
— seabhac, Apr 04, 2010

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seabhac

seabhac

16 years 2 months ago

Hi Elis

I am but a child in my forever questioning mind...I see beauty all around but question the where and the why. We use words in such an opaque way at times and the child in me just wants to laugh at how ridiculous some of the beliefs we have really are. Life is a juxtaposition between death, it's what we do with the time in between that is important. Reading and appreciating poetry now that is worthwhile Thanks Seabhac
Seren

Seren

16 years 2 months ago

This ones a slom motion

This ones a slom motion picture like your eyes drifting across a panarama ... and writing what you see then bam the ending just slaps the face ... reality sets it wonderful poem Liz love and hugs Jayne-Chloe
seabhac

seabhac

16 years 2 months ago

Perceptive as always Jayne

This is the result of a collision of two parts of my brain in the one poem , somehow making sense of it all...to myself anyway. Seabhac
Candlewitch

Candlewitch

16 years 2 months ago

Dear Seabhac

I love how gentle and slow it goes, then Slam Dunk of the ending! Always, Cat
seabhac

seabhac

16 years 2 months ago

A bit like life itself Cat

There are some who have not had the urge to peek through the partialy open door of awareness and the pace they go is the former,gentle and slow but once even an inkling of truth come to those who seek it, the pace becomes exactly that... Slam Dunk it to know more,to live harder,to love harder and because of that to hurt harder. Sometimes I do wish I didn't have the curiousity of a cat but boy what a journey...yes Slam Dunk it! Seabhac
xena465

xena465

16 years 2 months ago

Spring does seem to bring

Spring does seem to bring out the best in us and this poem is delightful even with it's "Slam Dunk It" Brilliant Seabhac. Rosina xena465
seabhac

seabhac

16 years 2 months ago

Hi Rosina

Lovely to see your golden locks again. Spring gives rise to many things that grow. Best Wishes Seabhac
Ross Hamilton Hill

Ross Hamilton Hill

16 years 2 months ago

hi

I liked your own words, the simple description of rural life, using part of the Mass is too powerful (and should be quoted) and to me jarred with the outdoors tone of what went before. Also the switch to political statement was too abrupt. Sorry I always write critical comments, but I did like your descriptions very much. don't be mad at me regards Ross
seabhac

seabhac

16 years 2 months ago

Ross nothing excites me like truth

I am appreciative that you have taken the time to consider the poem and articulate what it was about it you liked and didn’t. This is Neopoet a site I joined for constructive critism of my poetry. It has given more than that but essentially that was my reason to write here. Thank you for your instructive points and i guess you got me to think more in depth as to why I wrote this poem this way. Yes i live in a beautiful rural setting and the descriptive part of this is a mirror of how I see the wonderful natural habitat around me, I love it and it fills so much a part of me but as with all of us there are conflicts within, thoughts and questions. I come from a strong religious background and these words were hammered into me...week by week, day by day...this question is one that is fundamental to me as someone who wishes to grow towards the light( my conceived light)If the sins of the world have been taken away ,why is there so much pain and suffering. Most certainly not a political statement. The juxtaposition of the beauty of nature and the truth of man is why there is the abruptness here and because as an adult even in the midst of beauty, the harsh indoctrination of my youth still lies beneath the surface of my thoughts. You are correct that the words should be quoted but I didn't do that specifically because it was not a religious statement it was the words through me, my voice, and my memory. I hope that can give you a better understanding of the placement of the write. I do appreciate your honesty and I thank you for it. Best Wishes Seabhac
loved

loved

16 years 2 months ago

u all r

R U ALL BORN TRAINED POETS HERE Just lovely words and poem lovely loved