Archean
by
Missy Cross
Thursday, October 01, 2009
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Archaen
Eons of dark water
Achingly surrender
As volcanic passions erupt
And subside
into
the stillness of birth
Welcome home, coming to
The Lost Continent
of
Me.
So now those newly divided oceans,
the twin Seas of You…Are they crying?
Bemoaning this age's fate
For You cement the deepest roots of Me,
Even while You are separated by Me.
Maybe We have all forgotten
Our original farewell emerging
from the Vapor
of the
Infinite...
© 2009 Melissa Cross. All rights reserved. No part of this piece may be reproduced without the express permission of the author.
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| Reviewed by Barbara Terry |
11/14/2009 |
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OH MY GAWD! This is so esoterically surreal. A very well written introspective look at who we are deep inside. OMG! Look in the mirror girlfriend and take a long deep look and tell yourself at what you see. Thanks for sharing.
May the Lord Jesus bless you, and those whom you love, and who love you, and be with you always, and at your side constantly. With much love in my heart, joy to the world, peace on earth, & ((((((((((MANY WONDERFUL SISTERLY HUGGGGSSSS)))))))))), your den sister, Barbie. |
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| Reviewed by Nicky Goodman |
10/2/2009 |
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| great read, thoughtful, and made me so - good poem, cheers :) |
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| Reviewed by Felix Perry |
10/2/2009 |
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Wow like getting a visit from a long lost friend to see your posting come up this morning, and not sure where you've been or what you've been up to since you last posted but...this poem was definately worth waiting for. The feeling of listening as someone wise in the heart expresses her feelings to the iniverse is intense. The lines are flawless and the flow smooth and even...a definate work to submit for publication Missy.
hugs and we've missed you
Fee |
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| Reviewed by JASMIN HORST SEILER |
10/1/2009 |
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| infinitely beautiful from beginning to end. Blessings! Jasmin Horst |
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