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The Old Poet

Her ink has dried, her stories spun On distant shores, her songs are sung Her words still dance, around the flame Of burning memories, that brought her fame Tho weak and frail, at this late hour Her words of strength, still hold their power Each time her verse is read aloud Her converts gather, now quite a crowd Knowing well, her time will end Content, her words, we all depend © All Rights Reserved 02/25/11 7:53pm

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 10/26/2013 8:39:00 AM
Just kept wondering who "She" is, though I suppose that's irrelevant. Great rhymes; enjoyed this piece, Jimbo :)
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Date: 7/18/2012 4:12:00 PM
Sad one Jimbo! Congrad's again &2 how great! Light & Love
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Date: 10/2/2011 10:53:00 PM
Dear James.. nice set of couplets... I suppose one can leave more than memories... An old poet I hope to be...thank you for sharing ..p.d.
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Date: 5/12/2011 6:23:00 AM
Interesting write. It is tantalizing to think that our poetic works could live on long after we are gone, but we just don't know. Most of us will not be remembered beyond our own families. Such is life! Regards, Robert.
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Date: 5/9/2011 5:20:00 AM
Magical and musical ) I love it. Nice to read you, James Oleg )
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Date: 3/21/2011 3:02:00 AM
J.M.G.- Sounds like someone I need to meet! ~JS Lambert
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Date: 3/14/2011 7:42:00 PM
I sure wonder who this old poet is. She sounds marvelous!!
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Date: 3/2/2011 2:32:00 PM
Enjoyed this one ...To only leave something that someone could hold onto ..Sara
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Date: 2/28/2011 5:07:00 PM
Each stanza dear poet, drips into the other, how faithful your dance. To mine favz if you mind not Sir. In mine favz; I can read at pleasure, and not trifle my mind with search. A pleasant write Mr. Goff ! much love, james
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Date: 2/27/2011 11:42:00 AM
Jimbo, it really would be nice to receive such acclaim even if it comes in old age. Too often artists/writers die before their talents are recognized. Emily Dickinson's words "still hold their power," but she never achieved any fame until after she died. Still, I find strength from Dickinson's humility and humor and can always "depend" on her poetry to be uplifting. Missed ya, Hon. Hope you're well. Love, Carolyn
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