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Carry Us Home

We stood at the edge of contemplation watching through the window to the world but not ever knowing where we stare We fathom the scale of injustice weighing heavily on ordinary minds where ordinary is atypical and creativity is pushed back into the recesses of time Awaken with me in yesterday's linens our dramatic interpretation of life's song dispell rumors of ruins in waiting and let your sensuous tune carry us home

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Lim'Rik Flats

Date: 1/9/2017 8:21:00 AM

Third reading. To oft when I "stand at the edge of contemplation" I get pessimistic and want to jump into the abyss. Your words remind me to chill and let the universe flow. Nuther fave. ~ j

Arthur Vaso

Date: 1/7/2017 10:14:00 PM

Tim, as usual romantic, however here you have also struck the depths of contemplation, this is a 7 and a fav!

Doug Vinson

Date: 1/6/2017 7:55:00 PM

A great big ball of real, rolling downhill with truth's speed, slowed gracefully (or is it mercifully?) by a cushion of hope. Cheers, Tim!

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 1/6/2017 6:45:00 PM

a very interesting metaphorical poem, Tim. You sure have many sides to you!!

Eve Roper

Date: 1/6/2017 3:11:00 PM

very deep and meaningful write, Tim, Hugs Eve

Daniel Turner

Date: 1/6/2017 10:11:00 AM

It's been a while since I've heard a sensuous tune, Tim. I hope you enjoy singing along:)

Chris Green

Date: 1/6/2017 6:39:00 AM

This was beautifully deep Tim. Yesterdays are nice to look back on but the new day offers so much promise and adventure, follow that tune home but compose a new one for the two of you to sing to in the future.

Demetrios Trifiatis

Date: 1/6/2017 5:31:00 AM

Profound poem with spiritual overtones my friend, Tim! Much enjoyed! A seven!

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 1/6/2017 4:32:00 AM

- No one knows what tomorrow brings ... but we must live for today - A deep and a little sad poem, Tim - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Charmaine Chircop

Date: 1/6/2017 2:57:00 AM

Dramatic interpration of life's song..Indeed life can be a drama..and We the puppets on a string sometimes..but Life shouldnt always be that way.Sometimes one have to leave yesterday's bed linen behind and put on some fresh ones.Everything in life have a purpose..Every moment.So much to read jnto here Tim.