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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required An Echo Poem by Lora Colon and Brian Johnston Pieces Of Yesterday I found pieces of yesterday I kept hidden in a special place, Little things I wanted to remember, But things I now find hard to face Memories of a special love..... Just one man who filled my life with awe, Withered flowers, in full bloom yesterday, A bouquet from which I still draw Just the two of us sharing dreams, He promised me a new tomorrow, He bears no blame for what was delivered..... A new day filled with old sorrow Missing pieces of yesterday, Leaving the story so incomplete, A man and a woman, looking for love, Interrupted by fate's deceit Damn the fate that tore us apart, Cursed fiend, deserving retribution, In the complexities of my fury I thought I found a solution.... I sent my memories back to fate, It took all else.... why leave misery? But late last night, the lot returned, unclaimed.... It read 'Refused Delivery' Lora Colon ------------------------------------------------ The Best-Laid Schemes O' Mice And Men... Those pieces of yesterday covered with slime Are part of the future too, love that's sublime, For those withered flowers on which you still draw, Are seeds for tomorrow, not stones in Death's maw. All dreams are potential, not cast in cement, Christ's Death not the victor though God's veil was rent, The tomb that was empty, the thorns of Christ's crown, No wise man could fathom, or God's wisdom drown. Despair of man's promises but if you're wise, Still look to the future with hope in your eyes, The story that you've judged is not worth the tell Might still have denouement that fate cannot quell! The future you salvage by cursing your fate Is your plan, not God's, which you might contemplate, Christ's pain on the cross though defeat in your mind Ensuring your future, a Love more than kind! The stone which man's wisdom rejected becomes, The bearer of our life's most favored outcomes, And pain which most men still consider untoward, In retrospect key to our final reward. Brian Johnston Poet's Notes: This poem was written in response to a poem written by my poet friend Lora Colon. Please check out her site on PoemHunter.com for many more outstanding poems.
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