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All the World Races Away , While I Pause

All The World Races Away , While I Pause I will write yet again this sweet night, cows need milking , the barn cleaning. Sunny morn but this place is a sore sight, critters need feeding, fence is leaning! I will hold my thoughts until sunset, a chore that allows me to still give. Sure life is a gamble, a very sad bet yet we must learn to love and let live! Do not sorrow for my poor saddened cause, there is gold in the clouds, a kiss awaits. All the world races away , while I pause to tempt her and curse the darker fates! Standing on the precipice to now decide. Does one rage on to live or race away to hide? Robert J. Lindley, 07-16-2015

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Date: 7/18/2015 9:47:00 AM
I can feel the warring on the inside to do what is right that the writer is experiencing.. I chose to read this one because it is a sonnet but I enjoyed the content very much. Thanks for the visits to my page. Sara
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Date: 7/17/2015 3:58:00 PM
lovely reflections and images, robert.. huggs
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Date: 7/17/2015 1:59:00 PM
Indeed through your words Robert, we've lived them, and no one can hide from them. You sure can write my friend, and I love your thoughts on life, James :) :)
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Date: 7/17/2015 8:51:00 AM
I know this feeling, sometimes a pause is just what we need to carry on.
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Date: 7/17/2015 6:02:00 AM
Robert lovely title and captivating lines!!! I like the third stamza much!!~Olive Eloisa
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Date: 7/16/2015 7:49:00 PM
Well, [nice sonnet!] hide a wee bit then come back out and live as full as you can! How get to see you try a sonnet! Light & Love
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Date: 7/16/2015 2:27:00 PM
very nice Robert ,I especially like the hope filled third quatrain. It is so richly worded in mental imagery. thanks
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