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Revive the Breakage

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Revive the Breakage

High upon the highest heights I see the most tremulous sight A small girl, fair and tranquil Smiling strangely, sitting still Beneath a sobbing willow tree She recites a verse upon her knee She sings a rhythmic hymn Not of death, nothing grim But prays that life will return Even for those who are doomed to burn The girl is a woman now Beneath the tree and upon the cloud She whispers, “I am watching you” Why then are you so blue? A single tear of sadness and joy Rejuvenate the quirky earthly boy Who sits down beneath the blooming tree Listening to her silent voice attentively She reminds him she was once young too That she also was a misty shade of blue But when the boy grows into man He has come to ignore the fair woman Who watches him still from above Burning and swelling with disdainful love The ways of the world have sweltered his heart And time has torn his soul apart Thus he has lost all innocence and light Battling his sinful lust—an endless plight! I watch as he feeds on others’ pains and fears Reducing the vigilant woman to tears The prayer of the innocent has been ignored Life has died and hellfire stored Into the hearts of the impotent In blue, fires of haze their heart is sent Toiling in misery and lament Savaged and severed by our regret The heavenly woman grows old and frail And the man still treads the sinful trail As the rotting tree withers into dust Can I revive it? –I must! Low as low can possibly be I watch myself condescendingly A tombstone, gray and hell-bent Frowning knowingly in bewilderment Above the dust that once was a tree She cries out a verse anxiously Faintly she whispers the undying hymn Not of happiness, nothing of whim And prays that life will come to end For those that break instead of bend

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  1. Date: 2/25/2012 8:42:00 PM
    Dear Laura, Amazing, YOUR Versatility in POETRY is beyond YOUR Years I offer my late Congratulations on YOUR Well Deserved Win in PD's Contest. LOVE YOU ALWAYS and FOREVER, YOUR Liege...Harry

  1. Date: 11/28/2011 6:53:00 AM
    Congratulations on your win in P.D.'s "MIX" contest Laura. Love, Carol

  1. Date: 11/26/2011 8:32:00 AM
    A very ambitious write well penned Laura. Congratulations on your win

  1. Date: 11/26/2011 1:58:00 AM
    LAURA, Congratulations on your wonderful win . I would also like to thank you for the support in my contest. I hope you enjoyed your Thanksgiving. Take care, and have yourself a great night,..xoxox~p.d.

  1. Date: 11/25/2011 10:23:00 AM
    This is AWERSOME!!! Especially the last 2 lines. GREAT write, madame. This one goes into favs too

  1. Date: 11/25/2011 9:02:00 AM
    Such profoundness here, a poem of lost love? are you the girl? wonderful poem. harry

  1. Date: 11/25/2011 7:24:00 AM
    * "Well Expressed Amid Sincerity As Flowing Unto A In Perfect Rhyme * My Dear Sweet Beautiful Laura * I Often Question Why There Seems To Remain So Much Melancholy Within Countless Within This Moment In Time * Quite Profound & Exquisite Verse * Thank You, For The Warm Visit * My Luv, Always * Sarah." *